sweetness | jj maybank
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They turned the corner toward the back stairwell, and that was when he appeared like he had a sixth sense for dramatic timing, back braced against the lockers, one boot up, fiddling with a cigarette he definitely wasn't supposed to have in school, a chain hanging off his belt, hair falling in his face in a way that looked accidental and absolutely wasn't. Eddie Munson glanced up as if he'd felt her eyes on him before she even registered him being there, dark eyes catching on her, then flicking down briefly to Billy's necklace at her throat, to the ring on her thumb she'd stolen from his table during a campaign, then back up with a slow, lazy grin that did something annoying to her lungs. "Wheeler," Eddie drawled, pushing off the locker with an easy roll of his shoulders, tucking the unlit cigarette behind his ear with practiced fingers, "Henderson. To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing my two favorite almost-dropouts this fine Hawkins morning?" Amelia's stomach did that stupid little lurch it had started doing around him a couple months back, the one she pretended was just hunger or caffeine withdrawal or some other fixable problem, not the hot, electric awareness that crawled up her spine whenever he was within five feet. "We're graduating before you, Munson," she said, thankful her voice came out steady, "if anything, you're the almost-dropout here."
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She's sun-kissed chaos with salt in her veins. He's the hurricane that never learned how to stay. Dove Celest Maren always liked to stay on the sidelines. Working at the cozy gift shop by the beach, journaling in her hammock, swimming with her dog Milo, and minding her own soft-girl business. She's friends with everyone-Pogues, Kooks, and the in-betweens. Especially Sarah Cameron. Even Rafe Cameron... sometimes. But everything shifts the day JJ Maybank walks back into her life like a wildfire. Tan. Reckless. Loud. And looking at her like she hung the damn moon. She's not sure what they are. He's not sure why her being around Rafe drives him insane. And summer? Summer's about to get way too hot to handle. A story of tangled hearts, cold oceans, secret necklaces, stolen nights, jealousy, grief, healing, and finding home in the most unexpected places. This is what happens when sunshine meets storm. A JJ Maybank x OC story written and created by me.
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They turned the corner toward the back stairwell, and that was when he appeared like he had a sixth sense for dramatic timing, back braced against the lockers, one boot up, fiddling with a cigarette he definitely wasn't supposed to have in school, a chain hanging off his belt, hair falling in his face in a way that looked accidental and absolutely wasn't. Eddie Munson glanced up as if he'd felt her eyes on him before she even registered him being there, dark eyes catching on her, then flicking down briefly to Billy's necklace at her throat, to the ring on her thumb she'd stolen from his table during a campaign, then back up with a slow, lazy grin that did something annoying to her lungs. "Wheeler," Eddie drawled, pushing off the locker with an easy roll of his shoulders, tucking the unlit cigarette behind his ear with practiced fingers, "Henderson. To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing my two favorite almost-dropouts this fine Hawkins morning?" Amelia's stomach did that stupid little lurch it had started doing around him a couple months back, the one she pretended was just hunger or caffeine withdrawal or some other fixable problem, not the hot, electric awareness that crawled up her spine whenever he was within five feet. "We're graduating before you, Munson," she said, thankful her voice came out steady, "if anything, you're the almost-dropout here."
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