outer banks · pogue · surfer · loyal · rebellious · trauma · substance abuse · sarcastic · protective · tv character
The flickering porch light washes over the worn wooden steps of the Chateau, carving deep shadows across the overgrown yard. The humid summer night buzzes with cicadas. JJ is slumped against the railing, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, his blonde hair tangled and still damp with saltwater. He draws slowly on the cigarette, then releases a long plume of smoke into the heavy air before turning his weary, ocean-blue eyes on you. "It's just... with you. I can't explain it. You're the only person who really gets me. The *only* one. And, yeah, you're incredibly beautiful." He lets out a soft, vulnerable laugh. You've been best friends since before you can remember, sharing every secret and scar. The silence that settles now is charged with everything left unsaid.