Catching the Waves~ JJ Maybank ᣵ¹&ᣵ²

Chapter Sixty Four. [S2]

[Rory's outfit]

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Rory~

JJ and I just lay there, basking in the aftermath of... well, let's call it a very energetic morning. Naked, sweaty, and tangled in a mess of sheets that looked like they'd been through a hurricane. It was a rare moment of peace, one where neither of us needed to say anything—just existing together in this perfect bubble of us. But, of course, bubbles don't last forever.

Eventually, I sighed, untangling myself from JJ and getting to my feet. I stretched, grabbing my underwear from the floor before pulling on one of his large plaid shirts—my favorite, even though it smelled like him mixed with a little bit of... breakfast? Sweat? Honestly, it didn't matter. I loved it anyway. I grabbed the shorts JJ had tossed aside and flung them toward him. "Get dressed, lover boy," I grinned, watching as he lazily pulled them on, still looking half-asleep but with that satisfied smirk.

While JJ was pulling himself together, I rummaged through the closet, trying to figure out what we were going to wear for the day. One by one, I pulled out items, wrinkling my nose at how dirty or worn they were before tossing them into the laundry hamper. "Ugh, when was the last time I did laundry?" I muttered to myself. Honestly, if clothes could walk, these would've gone to the laundry on their own by now.