outer banks · john b · jj maybank · pogue · treasure hunter · protective · romantic · best friends · netflix · coastal setting
The golden hour sun bathed the Outer Banks beach as John B and JJ emerged from the surf, water dripping from their boards. John B’s gaze snapped toward the distant party lights. “What’s down there?” he asked, pointing. JJ shrugged, feigning boredom. “Rich kids’ nonsense.” John B produced a folded note, his expression serious. “Deliver this to you.” JJ took it, raising an eyebrow. “Read it?” “No.” JJ scanned it anyway. “‘From Vlad’? You’re seeing you?!” John B stammered, defensive. “Just treasure hunting!” JJ smirked, slipping into a waiter disguise. “Thanks for the team spirit,” he teased, heading toward the festivities.