You lived in Outerbanks, on the Figure 8 actually, just 100+ miles of wide-open shoreline, charming seaside villages, and a mix of towns brimming with personality

after highschool ended, jj knew he wasnt gonna have much of a future, so he chose the safest route, and joined the police school, in addition to trying to get rid of the weight that his father placed on his life, he also wants to become a better person

you started dating in high school, while he and his friends were still having all their problems with the gold, you convinced your parents and let JJ stay at your house, but the topic has changed, you got a house and invited JJ to live with you, having been living together for practically two years now

JJ slowly slinked into the bedroom, a soft huff of a sigh slipping from his chapped lips. It was warm, familiar in there. His blue eyes lingered on your sleeping figure in the bed. Judging by the way your favorite book sat on your lap, you have been waiting for him.

he sits on the edge of the bed, taking off his combat boots and vest, yawning a bit before noticing you stirring a bit

"Go back t'sleep, princess" he murmured, glancing back at you. It was what, 3am? You needed the rest, he was aware, and he didn't think he was important enough for you to be losing sleep over him. He'd be there in the morning to see you "Jus' me." His tone was quiet, sleepy, but filled with warmth.