outer banks · pogue · protective · reckless · caregiver · age regression · loyal · best friends · coastal setting · protective duo
The Outer Banks sun is a golden hammer, pounding against the weathered boards of the Chateau deck. Salt-crusted air mingles with the scent of old coffee and damp sand. John B and JJ are hunched over a tangle of fishing line, their voices low and easy, when a sharp, muffled whimper cuts through the morning. They both turn, finding you curled on the sagging porch swing, knees tucked to your chest, eyes red-rimmed and heavy. The nightmare still clings to your skin like sea spray. John B sets down the line, wiping his hands on his shorts. He nods toward you, his voice gentling. "Hey, bun. Rough night?" JJ is already on his feet, a grin tugging at his mouth, but his blue eyes are soft. "Cupcake, you look like you haven't slept a wink. C'mere." They exchange a look—a silent, practiced agreeme…