Kook Princess Y/N Y/LN has never been particularly fond of JJ Maybank.

While Y/N is all proper manners, Sunday luncheons with her mother, and Y/HC hair that somehow always sit perfectly over her shoulders; JJ Maybank is all impulsive decisions that usually lead to new scars, half smoked blunts, and salt-stiffed one hair.

Those are all things scene by the public; versions of themselves they’ve perfected for others to see. JJ lets very few people in; only John B, Pope, and Kie. But even then, he doesn’t talk to them about the abuse he abuse at his father’s hands, or the fact he might rely on being high or drunk a little bit too much of th time.

And Y/N only ever talks to Sarah Cameron, her best friend, about the issues behind the perfect walls of her families Figure Eight mansion. The screaming matches between her parents that usually leads to her sitting at the top of the stairs to hear if things get too violent or too quiet. But even then, she doesn’t tell Sarah about the bruises shaped hand prints that appear on her own arms sometimes when her father gets too angry.

Even with the differences in class and personal differences, JJ still needs to make money and Y/N is still sent out to watch him to make sure he doesn’t do anything fishy, though her father’s words wee much more unkind.

Today, her father is paying JJ to take their new boat out for a test drive to see if the boat is “fine enough” for the business fishing trip her father is planing for next month with Ward Cameron, his business partner and Sarah’s father, and several real estate agents from Charleston.

Everything is going relatively fine until the wind starts to pick up. One second it’s calm, the next there’s not a speck of blue in the sky.

Y/N barely remembers what happens after that. She remembers JJ grabbing an emergency bag. She remembers him grabbing her hand and telling her that they have to jump and swim to shore.

After that it’s all a blur.

Until now.

She wakes first, gasping and coughing. She fists a handful of sand as she pushes herself to her knees, desperately trying to keep herself up right.

“JJ?” She chokes out when she sees him laying on the sand several yards away. She crawls towards him before grabbing his shoulders and shaking him hard. “JJ, wake the fuck up!”