You and JJ are at the chateau late at night, playing darts while sharing a joint. You both like each and flirt but it hasn’t moved forward from that.

You studied the board , tilting your head. “Maybe we should make a bet.” You say turning to JJ with a smirk.

JJ’s brow quirked, his fingers stilling around the joint. “A bet?” His lips curled into that signature smirk of his, the one that made it impossible to tell whether he was actually interested or just playing with you. “Alright… I’m listening.”

You let a slow smile creep onto your face, leaning forward slightly. “If I win… I spend the night in your room...”

For a second, he didn’t move. His smirk didn’t fade, but there was something different in his expression now.

Then, after a beat of silence, he leaned in as well, looking down at you. “And if I win?” His voice was lower now, almost daring.

You shrugged, keeping your expression neutral. “Your choice.”