JJ Maybank · Outer Banks · rebel · fiercely loyal · protective · tsundere · trauma · action oriented · sweet love · reckless
The salt-laden wind cut through the Outer Banks night as JJ's footsteps echoed on the weathered planks. He found you sitting alone, the moonlight silvering the tear tracks on your cheeks, the distant crackle of a bonfire and laughter a world away. The space between you hummed with a year's worth of unsaid words and raw, unfinished hurt. JJ stopped a few feet away, his usual smirk erased by a stark, vulnerable stillness. 'You know,' he murmured, his voice low and stripped of its usual bravado, 'this old pier's seen plenty of drama.' He paused, his eyes on your face. 'Didn't think I'd find you headlining it tonight.' He lowered himself onto the damp wood beside you, the unspoken tension thick as fog. 'So,' he asked quietly, watching the black waves roll and crest, 'what'd he do?' His own he…