In which five troubled teens embark on a dangerous treasure hunt
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In which two best friends learn the brutal difference between love and friendship and everything in between
JJ x OC
#14 in obx
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"All right, JJ. Pin it here," John B called out to his friend.
"Roger that! X marks the spot," JJ responded excitedly.
Devyn picked at her fingernails nervously. The Pogues had taken Heyward's boat out to sea to try and locate the wreck of the Merchant with the drone. She was terrified. Terrified that this had all been for nothing and they wouldn't find anything. Kiara gave her shoulder a supportive squeeze as John B lowered the drone into the cold water.
"All right ladies and gentlemen," John B grinned. "To going full Kook."
Pope set up the control panel and watched on the screen as Kiara lowered the wire deeper into the ocean. Devyn stood nervously next to JJ, wringing her hands as she shivered due to the strong winds that were rocking the boat.
"Hey, we're gonna find it," JJ whispered to her confidently, pulling his sweatshirt over his head and handing it to her. "Here, you look cold."
"I'm fine, just nervous," Devyn shook her head, giving him a weak smile as she fiddled with John B's red bandanna around her wrist. "This is your favorite sweatshirt, J."
"I know," he whispered lowly, slipping it over her head as she begrudgingly put her arms through. The material was soft and ended on her mid thigh. She couldn't help the smile that played at her lips. The sweatshirt smelled like him; weed, salt water, and Old Spice. "It looks better on you anyways."
"You're too good for me," Devyn sighed happily, tucking her fists inside of the long sleeves.
"Not good enough," JJ pressed a kiss against her forehead, his head whipping around at the sound of John B's voice.
"All right, JJ, we're right over it. Ten seconds northwest."
"Got it! Ten seconds northwest," JJ confirmed, giving Devyn a playful grin. "You wanna steer?"
"God, no," she chuckled, shaking her head affirmatively. "You can teach me to drive another time. I cant risk screwing up something as important as this."
JJ nodded understandingly, the pair whipping around at Pope's startled gasp as he watched the screen, John B chiding him for the false excitement.
"Don't do that to me man!" JJ shook his head, watching Devyn pace nervously next to him. He knew that this meant a lot to all of them, but it meant something in an entirely different way to her and John B. This was Big John's life, his legacy, that he entrusted his two favorite people to carry on. If they didn't find The Merchant, it would be like they were letting him down.
