JJ Maybank Oneshots

Surf Trip

Plot- kinda self explanatory. In a world where Kiara and JJ got their way. The surf trip became a thing. Cooking a fish on a fire, the waves, bamboo hut, the whole Shabang. well technically theyre in a house but... you get the point

Requested by Hockey9876

"Morning, Kie." JJ whispered.

He'd woken up first, as usual, but Kiara was stilled passed out under the blankets. He gently shook her shoulders, which did absolutely nothing, so he sighed.

"Babe-"

She finally responded by putting a finger to his lips. His laugh sounded afterward, and she couldn't help but grin.

"We need to hurry before all the good waves are gone."

"Yeah, yeah..." She replies, and JJ makes a move to get up.

He doesn't get far because she pulled him right back down with her. He would've protested, but something about her hands around his waist decided against it. They stayed like that for an extra five minutes before Kie quickly kissed him to wake him up again.

Then she's grabbing her swimsuit and dressing for the day. JJ can't help but watch as she fastens her necklace around her neck, and slips on one of his short sleeved button ups she'd turned into a crop top.

JJ himself wears nothing more than swim shorts and an old t shirt. Together, they haul the surfboards outside. For JJ and Kiara, they're car is exactly what you'd expect; a white Jeep. Easily accessible, small enough, and still appealing to the eye. They waste no time tossing the boards in the backseat and occupying the front seats.

He doesn't have to drive long to reach the beach. Kiara lets out an overjoyed yell, making JJ stop to chuckle a little. He admires literally everything about her. She took off toward the sand, discarding her shirt midway and waving her hand in a gesture that tells him to hurry up.

He wastes no time tugging his own shit over his head and leaving it by the car. Then he's running after her with his surfboard. Once in the water, it's complete and total childish chaos. JJ tackles the biggest waves he can find, making Kiara clap like he's won a car on some reality tv show.

Then it's her turn, and she's still a good surfer, but they know JJ has more experience. Either way, he's cheering her on just the same. Their shouts are enough to wake up anyone in the beach houses nearby, but neither of them paid any attention to the angry looks in the windows.

At some point, they grow tired, and begin walking back. Even as they do so, giggles ensure. It's starts as an accidental kick from JJ, which sends sand flying at Kiara. It clings to her skin and her scoff tells him he's just messed up.

She's laughing as she returns the gesture, and now they're both covered in sand. They suppose the Jeep wasn't in perfect shape anyway.

***

When they return, Kiara gives a salute and clomps up the stairs to the shower. JJ almost follows, figuring they could save water, but a glance to the refrigerator keeps him in the kitchen. Within minutes, he has two pans out frying fish.

Then he decides to grab a pot for potatoes. He loves cooking, though younger him never thought he'd say it. It always seemed too complicated, and recipe books never made sense. Of course, now, he could use any recipe book he wanted.

He'd practically thrown himself into Hells Kitchen as well as other cooking shows, and it didn't take a genius to understand why he found Gordon Ramsey so entertaining. He's lost in thought when Kiara hugs him from behind, kissing his cheek and inhaling the delicious scent.

"Chef JJ back at it again, I see."

JJ turns to give her a proper kiss, nodding when they part.

"It looks great, babe."

"Thanks." He sounds excited at her praise, as he does every time.

She was right to anticipate a win, because the food was amazing. It reminds her of the wreck back home, and she almost gets the urge to pay for it. As they finish eating, she notices JJs side looks.

She doesn't miss his small grins that fade and return in seconds. Eventually, as she's washing their dishes, she faces him. "You wanna go back and hit the water again?"

His smile is a mile wide. "I never thought you'd say it."

"Well you clearly wouldn't." She's rolling her eyes in a playful manner, grabbing the sandy surfboards and leaning them by the door.

They both run up the stairs to grab different swim clothes, and retreat back down hand in hand. It was true that Kiara had just taken a shower, but she'd be lying if she said she wanted to stay inside the rest of the day.

Besides, even if the waves weren't quite as fun, they were still amazing. Not to mention the scenery, because the water was so clear and blue it literally sparked under the sun. The sand was a beautiful tan, nearly matching the skin of her boyfriend.

One glance at JJs youthful and care free demeanor told her things couldn't get better than this. They were in paradise.

I'm bad at writing happy people... did I do okay?