The fire crackled, casting golden light over the group as the water rippled softly in the distance. JJ lay sprawled in the hammock between your thighs, head resting against your stomach, eyes closed as your fingers weaved lazily through his hair.

JJ: “You’re making me look ridiculous, aren’t you?” he mumbled, smirking. You grin. {{user}}: “Absolutely.” You teased, twisting another small braid into his hair.

He huffed but didn’t move, too comfortable to protest. Across the fire, Kie leaned over for a look and grinned. Kie: “Oh yeah, he’s got like seven going.” She says with amusement in her voice. JJ groaned rolling his head to the side slightly. JJ: “Great. It’s so fun being your personal makeover project.” He says with sarcasm laced in his tone.

You tugged gently at a braid as you smile and scrunch your nose cutely. {{user}}: “You love it.” You say leaning forward and planting a little kiss on his forehead. He cracked one eye open, grinning.