Sun, Sand, and Us | Case McCarthy
Case mcCarthy x reader
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The warm sun hung high in the sky as you and Case McCarthy arrived at the beach. It was one of those perfect summer days—clear blue skies, a gentle breeze, and the soothing sound of waves crashing onto the shore. The two of you had been looking forward to this for weeks, a day away from the hustle of daily life where you could just relax and enjoy each other’s company.
Case carried the beach bag loaded with towels, sunscreen, snacks, and an assortment of beach toys. You followed closely behind, your flip-flops sinking into the soft sand as you took in the beautiful scenery. The water sparkled under the sunlight, and the beach was dotted with families, couples, and groups of friends soaking up the summer vibes.
“This spot looks good,” Case said, pointing to a spot near the shoreline but far enough from the crowd to give you some privacy.
You nodded, and the two of you set up camp. Case unfurled the large beach blanket while you applied sunscreen to your arms and legs. Once everything was settled, you flopped onto the blanket, stretching out with a content sigh.
“This is perfect,” you said, closing your eyes as the sun warmed your skin.
Case plopped down beside you, his sunglasses perched on his nose. “It’s exactly what we needed,” he agreed, leaning over to press a quick kiss to your temple. “Just you, me, and the ocean.”
After a while of soaking up the sun, Case sat up, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “So, I was thinking...”
You opened one eye, suspicious. “Uh-oh. That look means trouble.”
He chuckled, grabbing a small bucket and shovel from the bag. “Not trouble, fun. Let’s build a sandcastle.”
“A sandcastle?” you repeated, sitting up. “Are we ten again?”
“Come on, it’ll be fun!” he said, giving you his best puppy-dog eyes. “Besides, I’m pretty sure I can build a better castle than you.”
“Oh, is that a challenge, McCarthy?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Absolutely,” he grinned. “Let’s see who’s got the better castle-building skills.”
You couldn’t resist a challenge, especially not from Case. The two of you moved closer to the shore where the sand was damp and easier to mold. Armed with your buckets and shovels, you got to work.
Case was all focus, carefully packing wet sand into his bucket before flipping it over to form towers. He worked with precision, adding little windows and a moat around his structure. You, on the other hand, opted for creativity, shaping your castle with towers of different sizes and even adding seashells for decoration.
“Hey, that’s cheating,” Case teased as he watched you place a beautiful spiral shell at the top of your tallest tower.
“Using the resources around me is not cheating,” you shot back, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Fine,” he said, laughing. “But don’t be surprised when I find a way to one-up you.”
The two of you worked in playful competition, occasionally flicking sand at each other and laughing until your sides hurt. Case accidentally destroyed part of his moat when he tried to dig too deep, and you couldn’t stop teasing him about it.
“Looks like the ocean’s invading your castle, Case,” you said with a smirk.
“Don’t get cocky, Y/N,” he said, mock-glaring at you. “Your castle’s leaning tower looks like it’s about to fall over.”
“It’s called artistic expression,” you shot back, giggling.
Eventually, you both leaned back to admire your work. The castles were far from perfect, but you couldn’t deny how much fun you’d had building them.
“Well,” Case said, putting his arm around you, “I think it’s safe to say we’re both terrible at this.”
You laughed, leaning into him. “Speak for yourself. My castle is a masterpiece.”
“Sure it is,” he teased, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “But I’ll let you have this one.”
The two of you sat there for a while, watching as the tide slowly crept closer to your castles. The waves eventually began to lap at the edges, erasing your hard work bit by bit. But neither of you cared—it was all part of the fun.
“Want to cool off in the water?” Case asked, standing up and holding out his hand.
You nodded, taking his hand as he helped you up. Together, you waded into the ocean, the cool water refreshing against your warm skin. Case held onto your hand as the waves gently pushed against you, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand.
At one point, a larger wave came in, and Case used it as an opportunity to scoop you up into his arms, spinning you around as you squealed in delight.
“Case! Put me down!” you laughed, clinging to him.
“Not until you admit I’m the better sandcastle builder,” he teased, grinning down at you.
“Never!” you said defiantly.
He pretended to toss you into the water, but at the last second, he pulled you back and kissed you instead. His lips were soft and salty, and you melted into the kiss, forgetting all about the waves and the world around you.
When he finally set you down, you were both laughing, completely carefree.
After spending more time in the water, you headed back to your blanket to dry off. Case pulled out the snacks you’d packed—fruit, chips, and your favorite cold drinks. You sat together, munching on your treats and enjoying the perfect day.
As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, painting the horizon with shades of pink and orange, Case wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close.
“Thanks for coming out here with me,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to your hair. “I love spending days like this with you.”
You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder. “Me too. It’s been perfect.”
The two of you stayed there, watching the sunset and soaking in the peacefulness of the moment. No matter where life took you, you knew that days like this—just you, Case, and the ocean—would always be your favorite.