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He walked out of the water and shook out his hair a little. He looked red from the cold and tried to squeeze the water out of his boxer briefs. âSorry. I just⊠couldnât sit still.â
âDonât worry,â Scott says, trying to ignore how tightly the fabric clung to his skin.
âItâs not too bad.â he called back. He liked the cold. It felt nice numbing his skin. It was stinging and making his skin turn red. âIâll come out if you want me to. Just give me a minute.â he said before diving back under and staying under as long as he could, just to feel the water against his skin and the burning of his lungs. He popped up and took in a deep breath before swimming back to the shore.
âOh- oh okay.â Scott walks backwards and lays down where they were before, wriggling into the sand a little so that the burns are hidden.
Ryan looks at him and then out at the water. He knew that Scott was attractive and everything about him was appealing, but that wasnât something he could focus on. He made his way to the water, diving in and popping out for a moment too look for Scott.
Scott had just walked to the edge and touched his toe in. Midnight swimming was something he used to do with Lucas. He thought about his back, the scars and recent burns. Heâd just need to not turn away from Ryan. âItâs cold,â he yells out.
He stood there and waited for him. His hand moved to wipe under his eyes again.
He undoes his pants and lets them fall to his knees, adjusting his bulge. âOkay.â
âThe water.â Ryan repeated standing up and taking off his shirt, and moving to his shorts. He stood there in his underwear and looked back at Scott. âIâm gonna head in.â
âUh. Wow. Um okay wait for me, I guess.â Scott stands and takes off his shirt.
âThe water. Do you want to go swimming? I think Iâm gonna go swimming quickly.â
âIn what?â
âD-do you want to go in the water?â
âWhat?â
âI donât know. Different.â
âDonât worry about that. Just try to rest.â
âYou smell different.â He said softly.
âGood or bad?â
Ryan sighed and lied down next to him, curling into his chest.
Scott wraps one arm around Ryan and puts the other below his own head. âIsnât that nice?â
ââI thought I was just a lay to you?â
âThings change. Come on, hon.â
âYeah, but why do you want to be that person?â
âBecause I care about you.â
âWhy?â
âTell me honestly that you donât want someone next to you, holding you tonight. Telling you that youâre safe and cared for and beautiful.â
âI. Iâm not gonna⊠Do anything.â He said softly.
âI donât want you to. I want you to lay here next to me and let me hold you.â
âNo Iâm fine.â He said leaning in to kiss him again. His body hurt, in a numb tingly way.
âStop,â Scott says, avoiding his lips. âStop.â He reclines. âLay down with me.â
âYeah.â Ryan nodded, though it was clearly a lie.
âNo youâre not. Iâm sorry.â
Ryanâs hand went to push Scott away when their lips met, then he realized he didnât have to. He didnât have a boyfriend anymore. He wasnât wanted anymore. He kissed him back, his arm resting around Scott. It wasnât right. He felt different than Gabe, but maybe that was better.
Scott pulls back. âAre you okay?â
