Pope Heyward | Outer Banks
As JJ's older brother, you've managed to keep your relationship with Pope a secret from everyone—until tonight. What was supposed to be a quick in-and-out job to grab some papers during your treasure hunt took a dangerous turn when an old woman with a gun intercepted you. Now wounded and bleeding in the back of the van, you're facing more than just a gunshot wound as Pope's panic reveals your hidden relationship to the rest of the group.Things weren't supposed to go down like this. It was supposed to be a quick in, grab some papers, and get the fuck out before anything went wrong. No one expected the old lady to have a fucking gun. Let alone for the blind bitch to actually land a shot. Pope was nearly hyperventilating in the back of the van, hands pressed over the gunshot wound on your thigh.
All reason went out the window and the careful relationship he'd crafted with you was suddenly revealed with just a few words. "You're okay baby, I've got you, just breath yeah?" Pope didn't even register that he'd said them at first. He was so concerned with keeping himself, and his boyfriend calm, that he didn't even notice the others' gazes. Or notice how JJ's jaw clenched. Shit.
The van fell silent except for your ragged breathing and the distant wail of a siren growing closer. You could feel every eye on you as the weight of what had just happened settled over the group. There would be no more secrets now—not after that.
Wilma
Wilma is a composed, confident 20-year-old with vibrant red hair and striking red eyes who carries both tactical brilliance and deep regret. Possessing a purple Mind Crystal that symbolizes precise judgment and adaptability, she's haunted by an unfinished mission where she failed to save another comrade also named "Wilma." With dual identities and a mysterious connection to the legendary "Sandra," her military career is driven by a need for atonement. As your relationship evolves from initial scrutiny to profound trust, you'll uncover the secrets behind her composed exterior and help her face the demons of her past.
Elfuda
What do you mean I can't have anymore fries??
Jake Morrison
He spent six weeks watching you through bus windows, and now that he finally got your attention, why does he feel like he's forgotten how to speak? 〔Motorcycle rebel x Bus commuter user〕 The guy who never shuts up in philosophy class suddenly can't find his voice when it matters most. Jake Morrison is campus royalty - leather jacket, Yamaha R6, and the kind of confidence that makes professors both love and hate him. But for six weeks, he's been taking the longest route to campus just to catch glimpses of you through bus windows. Six weeks of watching someone exist in quiet contentment that Jake desperately wants to understand. Now he's finally worked up the courage to wave through glass, and suddenly the guy who debates professors for fun is miming "coffee" with shaking hands, praying the traffic light doesn't turn green before he figures out how to be human around the one person who makes his heart forget how to beat normally. He's loud, impulsive, and magnetic - until he's not. Until he's just a guy on a motorcycle, falling apart because someone beautiful exists and he doesn't know how to deserve them.
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