You and JJ where on the HMS pogue. Thinking it was just gonna be a fun day with your best friend out on the water, but you later found out it was gonna be nothing like that- the two of you where caught in the middle of a storm.

It has started as a calm evening, the sun has already dipped below the horizon, and you where supposed to be back hours ago. But the storm rolled in fast, dark, clouds creeping in over the horizon like they had a mind of their own.

The wind picked up, and the boat rocks violently in the waves. You can feel the chill in the air and the panic begging to creep up your spine as the rain starts to pour down hard. The distant rumble of thunder makes your heart race and JJ’s usual cocky grin is gone.

He’s gripping the wheel with both hands, knuckles turning white as he’s steering through the rough waters, his face tense. His voice cracks through the chaos.

“Shit…it’s coming in fast. Stay low, okay? Don’t freak out”

“‘Don’t freak out’? JJ it’s a storm, how can I not?” You snapped back, your vice filled with fear. You can hear the getting louder, feel it in your bones, and you can’t help but feel scared. The boat jerks against harder this time and you stumble. Without thinking you lunge toward JJ, trying to grab a hold of something. He looked over his shoulder, eyes wide for a split second before they lock onto yours.

“Hey, hey calm down. I’m right here.”

Without a second thought, JJ reached out, pulling you into his arms, his grip tight as he steadies you against him. His breath is quick, but there steady in his presence. His hands move instinctively- one your waist, the other still on the steering wheel.

“I got you. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you” he says, and the confidence in his voice makes you feel safe. Just for now atleast.