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𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓷
𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻
𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼:non just fluff
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽:719
The sun was high in the sky, its rays glistening off the clear blue water as the waves gently lapped at the shore. The beach was alive with energy—the crashing of waves, seagulls calling above, and the soft murmur of people enjoying the perfect summer day. You stood at the edge of the shoreline, feet sinking into the wet sand as the water rushed over your toes, refreshing and cool.
"Hey!" Soul called from behind you, his voice full of mischief. Before you could turn around, you felt a spray of cold water splash against your legs. You gasped, spinning around to see him standing a few feet away, grinning like a kid who had just pulled off the best prank ever. He was ankle-deep in the water, his blond hair tousled by the breeze, a playful sparkle in his eyes.
"You did not just do that!" you exclaimed, narrowing your eyes at him, trying to suppress your laugh.
"Oh, I definitely did." He wiggled his eyebrows, daring you to retaliate.
Without a second thought, you bent down, scooping up water with your hands and flinging it at him. It hit him square in the chest, and he let out a dramatic gasp, clutching his shirt as if you’d just dealt a fatal blow.
"Oh no, I'm mortally wounded," he groaned, stumbling back into the water, flailing his arms theatrically before collapsing into the shallow waves.
You burst out laughing, shaking your head. "Get up, you drama king!" You marched toward him, fully intending to drag him back to his feet.
But the moment you were within arm’s reach, Soul sprang up, grabbing you around the waist and lifting you into the air. “Got you!” he shouted, spinning you around in a circle as you squealed, kicking your feet.
“Soul, put me down!” you laughed, half-serious, but not really minding the playful chaos.
He stopped spinning but kept his arms securely around you, lowering you just enough so your feet could brush the water. “Only if you promise not to splash me again,” he said, giving you a cheeky grin.
“Fine, I promise!” you said, crossing your fingers behind your back, eyes sparkling with mischief.
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “You’re not crossing your fingers, are you?”
“Of course not!” you said, trying and failing to keep a straight face.
“Hmmm, I don’t believe you,” he said, raising an eyebrow.
Without warning, he let you go, and you landed in the shallow water with a splash. You gasped as the cool ocean water hit you, but before you could react, Soul took off running down the beach, laughing over his shoulder.
“Oh, you are so dead!” you yelled, quickly getting to your feet and sprinting after him.
Soul might have been quick, but you were determined. The two of you raced along the shoreline, the water splashing around your ankles as you ran. He zigzagged, trying to avoid you, but you were faster than he gave you credit for. Just as he glanced back to see how close you were, you leaped forward, tackling him from behind.
Both of you tumbled into the sand, laughing as you rolled over each other. When you finally came to a stop, you were both out of breath, lying side by side, staring up at the clear blue sky.
“You really got me,” Soul panted, still laughing. He turned his head to look at you, his face flushed from running and his hair sticking to his forehead.
“You deserved it,” you teased, nudging him with your elbow. “That’s what you get for throwing me in the water.”
He sat up, brushing the sand off his arms and grinning. “Alright, truce. No more throwing or splashing… for now.”
You sat up as well, giving him a skeptical look. “For now?”
He shrugged innocently. “Can’t make any promises. It’s too fun messing with you.”
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help but smile. “You’re impossible.”
Soul stood up and offered you his hand, pulling you to your feet. “Come on, let’s get back in the water. It’s too nice out to waste sitting in the sand.”
Hand in hand, you both walked back toward the shoreline, the cool water washing over your feet once again. This time, there were no tricks, no splashes—just the two of you enjoying the peaceful rhythm of the ocean together.
As the waves rolled in, Soul gave your hand a gentle squeeze. “You know, I could do this every day,” he said softly, his usual playful tone replaced with something more sincere. “Just you, me, and the ocean.”
You smiled, looking over at him. “Yeah, me too.”
And in that moment, with the sun shining brightly above and the sound of the waves filling the air, everything felt perfect—like the world was yours, and there was no one else in it but the two of you.