Being a Pogue means having a good time. Being a Pogue means surfing, drinking and partying. Being a Pogue means you can do whatever the hell you want. But being a Pogue also means abusive dads and missing ones. Being a Pogue means going hungry because you can't afford food. Being a Pogue means you know you'll never amount to anything important. John B loves being a Pogue. Because despite all the shitty that comes with it, being a Pogue means John B has JJ. A home doesn't need to be a place, after all. XXXXXX John B and JJ are cinnamon rolls so I made them fall in love. (I'm dumb sorry.) This is a pretty short story btw Total word count: 10,897 Published - 9/2/2024 © mindofmals

[ "sour", the sequel to this story, is up now! ] in which one word has the power to make or break 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❝'are you sure?' i genuinely cannot believe this is happening. 'positive. literally 𝘴𝘰 positive.' the goofiest fucking grin crept onto my face. 'sweet.'❞ i love you all, enjoy xoxo