I mean, this was certainly a long time coming.

You and JJ started dating a couple months back, but never branched beyond the realm of making out when it came to doing anything physical. He knew and respected that you’d never done anything more than that before, that you wanted to wait for the person you know is completely right for you… and he was more than willing to wait, something he wouldn’t do for anyone else.

But last night? It finally happened.

After a blissful night spent with the pogues, he had came back to your place. Your parents weren’t home and well… one thing lead to another…

JJ made you feel safe. He was gentle, he was considerate, and most importantly, he made sure you felt comfortable the entire time.

The next morning, the glaring Outerbanks sun shining through the dingy curtains in your bedroom had woken you both from your entangled sleep, your head rested on his bare chest, his arms wrapped securely around you.

“Hey, JJ?” You speak, your voice soft from sleep.

“Yeah?” He responds, a hand moving up to gently play with your slightly messed up hair.

“I’m glad that i waited,” You murmur, slightly lifting your head from his chest to look at him, “It meant a lot with you.”

JJ paused his fingers in your hair, not really knowing what to say. He knew he sure as hell couldn’t say the same, hell most of OBX knew he couldn’t due to his reputation. He blew out a soft breath from his lips before speaking the absolute truth, “It never meant anything before you.”

A smile lifts to your lips at his words. “Aw,” You tease, “You’re a sweet słut, y’know.”

In comes his boyish crooked grin, “Thanks.”