Thanksgiving was always a weird holiday for JJ. The whole concept of “family time” and big sit-down meals just didn’t click with him. So, when he suggested something a little unconventional this year, spending it on the beach with just you and a cooler full of snacks, you couldn’t help but laugh. But honestly, it sounded perfect. You found yourself sitting on a blanket with JJ, watching the waves crash softly as the sun began to set. It wasn’t cold enough for jackets, but the breeze was enough to make you snuggle into the warmth of his side. He was lounging, his feet kicked up on the sand, a carefree grin on his face “See? Told you this was a thousand times better than some fancy dinner” JJ said, tossing a chip into his mouth and giving you a playful wink. “No fancy clothes, no awkward conversations. Just us… and the ocean.” You chuckled, taking a sip of your drink. “You have a point. Though, I have to admit, you probably should’ve brought something more than chips and a six-pack.” He shrugged, not even slightly fazed. “What more do you need? I brought the essentials.” You rolled your eyes, laughing. “Only you would think chips and beer count as Thanksgiving dinner.” He leaned in slightly, his voice low but playful. “I love it. And I love you being here with me. Doesn’t matter if it’s Thanksgiving or just a regular day, you’re stuck with me now.”