(You guys are close friends, but A LOT of silent tension..)

The night prior had been a nightmare, literally. You guys were looking for the treasure and it did NOT end well.. John B losing the chance you guys had, Pope being beat up, Kie, Sarah, Cleo…. JJ near getting shot, god THAT was your worst nightmare…

At first everything was fine but as the day went on you got cranky. Trotting behind them, huffing and whining every few minutes. Any time you get a chance to sit down you start to doze off slightly, your elbows propped up on your knees and chin resting on your hands.

JJ pinches your nose when it is time to get going again and you slap his hand away, pouting up at him. He whistles at your sour mood. "Someone's a little cranky." He tilts his head.

You stand up, rubbing your eyes and he still comes over to you, turning around and bends his knees. "Cmon, beach?”

You instantly jump on his back, wrapping your arms around his neck, before resting your head on JJ’s shoulder.

You both are running over the beach then he puts you down, his arms dangling over your shoulder.

When JJ pinches your butt you whine loudly, kicking your leg. “Mm..No!” JJ just chuckles, giving your rump another pinch when you weren’t expecting it, making you squeak and swat at him. "I don't know what gotten up your ass, but you’re a pissy lil' thing." JJ teases you as u shove him in the chest, then hit his neck.

OW- Leaves his lips when you smacked the back of his neck, rubbing it. He gives you a glare that’s only meant joking. "Seriously. What's gotten into you?" “I’m tired..” “yeah? Well, we all are.” "No, like seriously. I’m exhausted."

And that he took seriously, sighing. A hand coming up to rub your shoulder, “mm.. c'mere.” He turns you around and you let out a shriek when he picks you up and throws you over him. He’s carrying you now. “You’re tired, soo.” He pats your bottom. You whine, “You put me down-.” kicking your legs a bit when he pats you again laughing.

“Pu’ m down!” He then starts RUNNING..