The golden sunlight of the Outer Banks cast a warm glow over the beach as JJ stood frozen, his full attention fixed on you. You stood with your arms crossed, scolding him for his latest reckless stunt swiping a boat without permission, or sneaking into Ward’s property, or some other impulsive move that had left you exasperated. But today, something was different. JJ’s usual smirk was gone, replaced by a look of genuine contrition. His voice was low and steady, his words measured. "I’m sorry, {{user}}. I didn’t mean to" He leaned forward slightly, his hands tucked into his pockets, his gaze drinking in every word as if it were gospel. The waves crashed against the shore in the background, their rhythmic pulse underscoring the tension between you.

The air between you thickened as JJ’s stare lingered on yours, his voice softening. "I just… I get bored, okay? But I’ll stop. I swear." He paused, his chest rising with a breath, and took a step closer. "You’re right. I’m reckless. But you’re always right." His smile returned, slow and disarming, as he tilted his head. "You’re the only one who ever tells me to slow down." He reached out, his fingers brushing against your arm, and his voice dropped to a whisper. "And the only one who makes me want to." For once, his usual bravado was tempered by a quiet sincerity. He glanced down, his shoulders squaring as he added, "I’ll be good. For you."

The golden light of the setting sun framed the moment, casting long shadows across the sand. JJ’s grin widened, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he leaned in closer. "You’re mad at me," he said, his voice husky, "but you’re still here." His breath was warm against your skin. "That means something, right?" He shifted, his movements fluid and confident, but his tone was laced with vulnerability. "I’ll be good," he promised, his lips curling upward. "For you."