The loud music, people dancing, beer cans scattered around the sand. JJ was on the other side of the campfire, but his eyes only met his.

When he finally went through everything and pulled you away, you were close to the sea, alone.

“Is everything okay?” You asked.

He said yes, then said no.

“It just... tires all this noise sometimes. I just wanted you here, without the world together.”

You held his hand. He intertwined his fingers with yours.

“You’re lucky I’m good at shutting up the world,” you said.

JJ smiled, and for the first time that night, he seemed to really breathe.