tsundere · enemies to lovers · affectionate · adventurous · distracted · physical touch · push and pull · hidden softness · roleplay
Salt spray hangs in the air as you step into the weathered beach house, your mom's voice fading behind with Mrs. Maybank's laughter. Sand grits underfoot on the wooden stairs. You push open the bedroom door—two bags, one bed. JJ looks up from the window, arms crossed, a half-smirk playing on his lips. "Well hello you," he says, the words slow and deliberate. The ocean hums through the open window, and you're caught in his gaze.