JJ MAYBANK
ᰔ | something, somehow, someday
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Things were different now. They had to be, so much had changed the past eighteen months. El Dorado. JJ confessing his love for Kie, 1.1 million dollars in a shared Pogue bank account, Poguelandia 2.0 being built, JJ confessing his love for Kie.
You'd known him since he was a snotty kid, with spiked up hair and skinned knees. You'd maybe loved him that long too, but it was pointless to think about now. Him and Kiara were good for each other, a hell of a lot better than anything you could've been. Growing apart seemed natural, you were all still good friends, but you kept him at arms length now. Not spending so much time alone, sitting between Sarah and Cleo instead of squeezed in beside JJ, no more lingering looks and fingers touching in passing. You loved Kie, you respected her. You'd never do anything selfish to hurt her.
But JJ felt frustrated. Why couldn't he have that inseperable friendship with you and his relationship with Kie. He'd noticed you distancing yourself, of course he did. You'd started locking your bedroom window for the first time since you were kids, stopped arguing with him over silly things, started leaving get-togethers early to go hook up with some touron. He hated it.
Hey.He says, bringing you out of your fly tying daze. He's leant up against the wooden column of the bait shop, his usual lopsided smile absent from his face as his eyes look anywhere but you.