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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"God damn, sunshine," JJ groaned softly as Devyn climbed off of him, the girl chuckling as she pulled the sheets over her naked body.
Her pointer finger traced random shapes and patterns on JJ's bare chest, admiring his chiseled form. She woke up feeling better, much better, especially after morning sex with JJ. Her shoulder didn't hurt as much anymore but the bags under her eyes remained.
JJ rolled over to face her, moving a few strands of hair out of her face. He traced the outline of her face, running his finger over her sharp cheekbone.
"You are so beautiful, Devyn Odessa," JJ murmured softly, causing the girl to beam brightly at him.
JJ brought her face closer to his, his hand on the base of her neck, attaching her lips to his. She kissed him slowly, softly, as if he were made of glass. His touch was euphoric and his lips felt like silk. Devyn pulled away, her stomach fluttering with butterflies as she looked at the boy with admiration.
"We should probably get dressed before Kie and Pope wake up," Devyn whispered, pressing a soft, slow kiss to his lips, before rolling over and getting up to find her clothes.
"Booooo," JJ pouted, begrudgingly abiding by her wishes. He tossed on a pair of boxers and some shorts, the girl putting on her bra, underwear, and sleep shorts before opening John B's bedroom door and walking into the living room.
Kiara was just waking up on the pullout couch, and she could see Pope's messy outline on the couch on the porch.
"Goodmorning babygirl," Devyn hummed, plopping down next to her after pressing a kiss to her cheek.
Kiara looked at her red lacy bra in confusion, her eyes trailing over to JJ's shirtless form, before the lightbulb went off in her head, her cheeks blushing as JJ rummaged through the fridge. Devyn smirked at the girl's realization, shooting her a wink as she laid her head on Kie's chest, throwing her leg over her waist, making sure not to agitate her wound. Kiara ran her hands through the girl's long hair, resting her chin on the top of her head.
"Whatcha doin?" Pope asked innocently, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he stumbled into the Chateau.
JJ looked up from the fridge, glancing over to the girls on the couch as he grabbed an apple.
"Oh, you know, just hanging out with my girlfriend," JJ sighed, "and my girlfriend's girlfriend."
Devyn and Kiara erupted into laughter as Pope glanced over at the pair, eyes quickly darting away at Devyn's lack of clothes, a blush tinting his cheeks.
"That's right," Devyn chuckled. "And don't you forget it."
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A few hours later, Devyn, JJ, Pope, Kiara, Sarah, and John B we're trying to devise an easier way to get the gold than sending John B into some murky ass shit water.
