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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"Stop squirming!" Devyn moaned, smacking JJ's hands as he tried to swat her nimble fingers away.
"It hurts," JJ whined, throwing his head back into John B's sofa as the girl straddled him, cleaning the cuts on his face.
Neither of the teens wanted to go back home, considering what their life was like when they weren't with their friends. Instead, they opted for staying at John B's, whom no one had heard from all day. Devyn was seriously sketched about his disappearance, although there wasn't much she could do about it. The cell towers were down and they had no way of trying to get ahold of him.
"Sorry for trying to make sure nothing gets infected," Devyn scoffed, climbing off of his lap as she returned the small first aid kit to the bathroom.
JJ held his hands up in defense, trying to blink the sleep out of his eyes. Pope and Kiara had left the Chateau a short while ago, considering they both had parents that actually cared about them and where they were.
Without a word, Devyn went into John B's room, stripping down to her bra and underwear, throwing John B's drawer open and tossing on one of his t-shirts.
"I-" JJ opened and closed his mouth at the action, which he had a full view of from the couch.
"Glad to know I've made you speechless for once in your life," Devyn called out to him, plopping onto John B's bed.
JJ scurried off of the couch, flying into his friends bedroom and collapsing onto his bed at a fast pace.
"It's not hard when you look like that," he shot her a lopsided smile, although his jaw clenched. Knowing that all she had on underneath that t-shirt was a bra and underwear, made him want to rip it off of her and kiss every square inch of her body.
"Mhm," Devyn hummed, rolling her eyes to herself as she buried herself under the blankets.
"Devyn?" JJ asked her quietly, causing the girl to roll over and look at him.
"Mhm?" Devyn hummed once more, giving the boy a small smile as she looked at him.
His blonde hair was ruffled and messy, sticking out at odd angles, but it was just the way she liked it. His eyes were shaped like stretched almonds, and she could almost see the ocean waves that pooled inside of them. His gaze never left hers as she scanned over his tan, toned body, giving him a soft smile.
Every word in the english language left his head as their eyes connected, the boy instead doing the only thing he could think of; kissing her.
They hadn't talked about their last kiss, neither of them really sure how to bring it up. Devyn wasted no time in pulling him closer, an arm wrapped around his neck and her other hand resting gently on the side of his face. JJ's hands wound themselves around her waist, giving her a gentle squeeze as he sighed happily into the kiss. It felt as though her touch gave him life, as if before this very moment, he had simply been existing and not living.
