𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞 || 𝗷. 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸

-25- 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐱 -25-

𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐: 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 - 𝙾𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗

The sun was shining directly into my eyes as I stirred.

I sat up and let out a yawn, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

Kiara was sleeping next to me, curled up in a patchwork blanket on the pullout couch as I get up and stretch before heading outside on the porch.

I open the door to the surprise of JJ being on the porch, just sitting and staring off into space.

My eyes instantly flit over towards him as he stares at me.

He gives me a sly look and I swear I could see the little gears turning in his head trying to think of a remark to my appearance.

"You're up early, Morrison" JJ says, taking out his lighter and lighting up a blunt.

I roll my eyes and stand in the doorway of the front door staring at him.

"Cute pjs. I'm more of a silk guy" he adds with a smirk.

I instantly blush a shade of red, folding my arms across my chest as I let out a huff.

I was wearing a white lacy slip with bunny slippers and I knew that dork was staring at me.

I glance over at him and he instantly meets my eyes, letting out a puff of smoke.

"You might wanna sit down you look like you're getting weak in the knees from staring" JJ simpers passively.

"I... I was not staring" I stutter lowly.

"Yeah. And pineapple belongs on pizza" JJ snorts.

I roll my eyes and look away trying to tune him out as much as possible.

"Y'know—"

"—Shut it" I cut off quickly, shooting him a glare.

"Make me" the blond haired boy replies slyly.

I let out a huff before stalking towards him and straddling him, looking at him piercingly.

He looked taken aback by this but instantly regains his composure.

"It's not good to be smoking this early in the morning" I say coyly, talking the blunt out of his mouth.

"Are you gonna make me stop?" he simpers, blowing a puff of smoke in my face.

My heart was beating against my rib cage as I stare at him.

"Lost for words, Morrison?" the blond questions slyly.

"You wish" I reply back icily.

"I kinda do and I kinda want to be the one to make you" he says, pulling my waist closer towards him.

My breath instantly hitches as I push away from him, my face flushed as I get up.

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The four of us were sitting in the shack as JJ was waxing his board and giving me looks and Pope was tinkering with something while Kiara tunes her ukulele.

Sarah hadn't come home last night as we all hung around the house for the afternoon.

"That's a lot of wax on your board. Put too much wax, it's gonna be slippery" Pope states looking at JJ.