#t.beck

[beckcttwells]

closed starter for @songwheein​

The sun was out and the surf was great. The beach wasn’t too crowded, either. That meant the waves also weren’t crowded. Luckily for Beck. He was having an off day. His mind was unsettled and he was just on edge. He felt tense and unable to let it go. It was the reason he found himself in the water. Surfing was always a good outlet for him. It used every muscle he had, including his brain. Made him focus on anything other than what was in his mind. At this point, he still didn’t know what it was but it felt like it was buzzing in his ear with an annoying hum. After what felt like his hundredth wipe out in a row, the blonde body surfed his board back toward the shore. When he was shallow enough, he stood and tucked the board under his arm. With his brow knit together, Beckett made his way to his belongings in the sand, angrily standing his board upright. He sighed when he saw a familiar face, hoping she hadn’t been there long. “Did you see me nearly drown 20 times?” he asked, pushing his wet hair from his face as he sat down on his towel. 

[beckcttwells]

closed starter for @marcus-vega​

After the bonfire, something felt different around the house. Maybe it was just Beckett or maybe things were different. He definitely felt like things would be weird between he and Austen for a bit. Hopefully it didn’t last too long. He’d been down at the peer most of the day trying to clear his head. Really, he just needed to talk through some stuff. Things were..confusing to say the least. The sun beaming down on him and the slight breeze in his hair, Beck glided back toward the house on his longboard. He gently swayed on the board, traveling in a zig-zag of sorts as his hand adjusted the Aviators on his nose. Using his foot to stop himself, he flipped the board up and grabbed it by the nose to carry it on his way to find Marcus. “Marky?” he called upon entering the house, though he walked straight through to the back, figuring if the guy was home, he would be outside somewhere.

[beckcttwells]

closed starter for @adoringaddison​

Beck had been out exploring the area and cruising on his longboard most of the day. He bought a new baseball cap and a new pair of sunglasses. Both of which he sported as he entered the house through the back door. He sat his board down and leaned it against the house next to some green, fern-like plant. As he stepped inside, he heard his board fall and what sounded like glass break and he stopped in his tracks.  Turning on his heel Beckett stepped back outside and eyed the now broken pot with soil surrounding it and a plant that had fallen onto the deck. “Shit,” he sighed, kneeling down. It was only then that it dawned on him that this might be one of Addison’s plant children. The blonde frantically scooped all of the soil into a pile, attempting to place the broken pieces of pot around it. He stood the plant upright and slowly backed away, only for it to fall again. “Wow, great,”” he grunted and sighed.