He's a cute fuck. I'll give him that.
"I can't read cursive." 👀💀
Basically JJ Maybank x Kiara (Kie), and whoever else (requests open). Meaning whoever x JJ. Exclusively JJ content tho sorry for any confusion 😅
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So sorry guys i went on a LONG hiatus cuz my life was shitty but ykw i graduated high school, im in college for business, im in love with my boyfriend and i work at a coffee shop. life is good. anyway i dont even know where the lovely person who requested this is since its been so long but i hope yall aren't too mad at me 💀
Kiara woke up that morning the same way she'd done so that entire week. Content, hungry, but excited to see her boyfriend. JJ and Kie had only been dating a few months, but every time she saw him made it feel like lifetimes.
She sent out her usual good morning text at about 8:23am, and clomped down the stairs for breakfast.
"Let me guess, beach day?" Her father's voice rang out.
It was Saturday, so this was to be expected. Kiara nodded, finishing her toast and then downing a glass of orange juice.
"Be back tonight!" She laughed. "Love you guys!!"
With that, she got in her dad's truck, and set off toward the chateau. John B, Pope, Sarah, and Cleo were already there bringing their surf boards to the Twinkie. Kiara looked around for JJ, and didn't have much luck.
"Hey, JB?" She questioned as she got out of the truck. "You seen J?"
The Rutledge shrugged. "Nah, I guess he'll meet us at the beach."
***
A few hours passed through waves and summer heat before Kiara snapped. "Okay, something's wrong."
Pope looked up. "Huh?"
"With JJ! Why isn't he here??" She squeezed the water out of her hair.
Cleo sighed. "Rude boy don't even give a heads up."
"It is JJ." Sarah said next.
Kiara shook her head as she checked her phone. "Guys he hasn't responded to my texts all day...." She started to panic, "It's 2pm."
"Fuck..." Pope suddenly said. "She's right guys."
The crew choked on a heavy silence.
***
When JJ woke up it was around 4pm. At first, he didn't seem to realize where he was. The room was dimly lit, built like a garage space with the concrete floor and one singular door. There were two chairs and a stained refrigerator in the corner. It wasn't until JJ noticed a crimson stain all over the floor that he began to panic.
"Oh what the fuck..." He swallowed hard, eyes wide and dilated.
He backed up until his back hit the wall, one hand over his mouth. There was absolutely no way his luck had gotten this bad. To make things worse, he could feel his chest beginning to tighten. He was claustrophobic on a good day. Now, he was sure the walls were going to close in.
