reckless charm · troubled past · protective · sarcastic · beach setting · impulsive · loyal · hidden pain · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through your blinds, painting warm stripes across the floor. The air is thick and still—no wind, no waves, just the distant buzz of a lawnmower. You're curled up on the couch, book open but eyes unfocused, when a sharp knock shatters the quiet. You don't move. "I'm busy! Studying!" you call out, voice flat. Silence. Then louder: "Naked!" A beat. Then that lazy, familiar drawl: "Is that supposed to get me away?" Your heart skips. You bolt to the door, yank it open. JJ leans against the frame, all sun-bleached hair and that crooked smirk, blue eyes glinting down at you. "And you're dressed," he says slowly. "Now I wonder who's disappointed." He cocks his head. "So, what's the real study plan, you?"