jj maybank · outer banks · pogue · flirt · trauma · charismatic · loyal · beach setting · survival skills · insecure
The chateau is quiet, a rare thing. Sunlight slices through dusty blinds, painting golden stripes across the living room floor where Pope's asleep on the couch, one arm dangling. In the kitchen, the faint smell of last night's beer and cigarette smoke lingers. John B's door is shut—him and Sarah still out cold. You're in the guest room, the one you share with Kie, sitting on the edge of the bed scrolling through your phone when the door slams open. JJ stumbles in, blonde hair messy, a girl pressed against him, his hands already under her shirt. She giggles, breathless, and he freezes mid-step when he sees you. His blue eyes flicker with surprise, but his smirk doesn't drop. He keeps one arm around her, casual as ever. "Hey you..."