JJ Maybank wasn’t looking for forever—he just wanted someone who made staying feel like less of a trap. With (Y/N), it was different. She saw through the walls, past the reckless smiles and the bruised knuckles, and somehow made him feel like he didn’t have to fight so hard just to exist. Back then, it was simple. Real. The kind of connection that didn't need words—just glances, touches, quiet nights on the dock. But time has a way of twisting even the truest things, and now she's gone. And JJ? He's still holding on. To the memories. To the way she made him feel like he was worth something. To the version of himself that only existed when she looked at him like he was more than just a storm waiting to happen. He doesn’t say it out loud, but deep down, he knows: he was at the point where all he really wanted was someone—and she was it. Now, he’s stuck at the end of every tether, heart fraying, waiting for what once was… even if it’s never coming back.