Js and Cigarettes //JJ MAYBANK//

1.3

You said, "Keep our business on the low-low"
I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone

The Hills- The Weeknd

I stood outside the tent of shouting people with JJ as John B and the others went over to the table with the coast guards. 

"Hey, so I've been meaning to ask you this for a while..." JJ muttered, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 

"What's up?" I asked him, watching for the others. 

"Would you want to go to Charleston with me?" JJ asked.

"Like for the day?" I looked over at him, raising my eyebrow.

"Like...stay for a day and go home the next." He replied. 

"As in a date?" 

"Yeah...like a date..." He nodded. "Oh, they're coming back."

"It's a date." I whispered, making him grin at me and wrap his arm around my shoulders. 

"So, they didn't want to listen." John B informed us. 

"So what's the plan?" I asked him. 

"I think I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns that boat." John B held up the hotel key. 

"No, we don't know whose room that is." Pope disagreed. "It could be anyone." 

"I'm in." JJ said, tossing the key card to Kie. 

"Come on. I'll be lookout." Kie responded, catching it. 

"Finder's fee, Pope." I patted his shoulder as we all walked past him, JJ's arm still over my shoulders. "Just sayin'. Let's go."

"And hey, at least you'll only be an accomplice." John B said.

I laughed and JJ pulled me closer to him. 

"Jay, they're gonna know." I said quietly as we walked behind Kie. 

"How are they gonna know?" He asked me. 

"The "no pogue on pogue macking" rule that's how." I said, poking his side. 

"As if anyone of us has ever followed that rule, Bunny." JJ laughed quietly. "Besides, I don't see you complaining." 

I rolled my eyes at him and we climbed onto the boat, sitting down on the edge. 

Kie sat across from us and she raised her eyebrows, looking from me to JJ rapidly, a small smile on her face. I gave a small nod and she looked away. 

Twenty minutes later, we pulled up to the hotel. 

JJ let out a whistle as he stood up from beside me. 

"And we thought the Chateau looked bad." He said. 

"This place is a shitshow." John B said, maneuvering the boat closer to the shore. 

"Motel or meth lab?" Kie asked.

"You be the judge." Pope replied. 

"Meth lab. 100 percent a meth lab." I laughed, catching JJ as he slipped a little. 

"You tryna grab my ass Blake?" He asked. 

"You know it." I laughed, as he winked at me. 

"This doesn't look like a place someone with a Grady White would stay." John B said.