an au by me and @sofisturns
the car hummed softly as we cruised along the coast, the scent of chris’ cologne and sunscreen lingering in the air. my windows down- allowing my hair to be engulfed by the wind, tousled like waves breaking against the shore.
i sneak a glance at chris in the passenger seat, only to be met with his eyes already on mine. “so where are we headed next y/n!”
i kindly smile back, “well i’ve already shown you everywhere you need to see… do you have any ideas?”
his fingers drummed lightly on the dashboard, mimicking the same rhythm as my heartbeat, as he stopped to find something for us to do. he could’ve easily asked for me to take him home, but no, he actually wanted to spend more time with me.
suddenly his fingers come to a halt and he looks back at me, his warm gaze washing over me. “have you ever been longboarding?”
“long boarding? i don’t think so” “go back to my house, we’ll grab my board and i’ll show you”
i began to drive back to his house, the road feeling familiar despite the fact i’ve never actually driven there. something about chris just felt different. warm. inviting.
as we approached his house, the first thing i noticed was how quiet it all felt. the stillness and lack of life surrounding his house was hard to ignore, he wasn’t kidding when you could really feel the change in the air after his dad left. i was snapped out of my trance of observation, as chris hopped back into the passenger seat with his board and i began driving back to my spot on the beach.
upon our arrival to the beach, the golden glow of the setting sun spilled over the sand, casting soft, rippling patterns like light dancing on the ocean’s surface. the breeze outside the car was thick with the scent of sea salt and something sweeter—the unspoken pull between us.
“okay.. so how exaclty do you do this?” i say gesturing to the longboard in his hand. the board didn’t have the most unique look to it, other than the marks of usage, it was basic. most of the people on the shore had elaborate long board, ranging from different colors and designs. but chris, chris’ was simple.
“it’s easy really, you literally just place your feet like this and push off. it’s all about balance and trust in yourself” i take in his instructions briefly, “it’s really just that? seems simple” “well that’s what it is for beginners, once you get pro like me you can do all sorts of things” he says laughing while showing off some tricks. “you trying to impress or something?” “maybe.. is it working?” he says flashing me a smile and wink.
as the night went on and the sun finally set, casting a wave of darkness over us— the only thing illuminating us being street lamps. “chris! i’m never gonna be able to do this” i yell giggling as i fall for the 17th time.
“here let’s try something new” he says approaching me and placing the longboard back on the road. he reaches his hand out, allowing my to grab it and get back on my feet. his helps me onto the board, his hand still attached to mine.
i lose my balance briefly making my body fall into chris’. “careful there” he says catching me and placing me back onto the board. before i could realize, he places his hands on my hips in order to hold my balance.
his hands rested on my waist, light as sea foam but steady as the tide, serving as a promise that he wouldn’t let me fall. the warmth of his touch sent a ripple through my skin, like the rush of the cold water in the heat.
he leaned in slightly, his voice low and steady as he guided me down the road. “just trust the motion. trust me” he says looking deeply into my eyes. i look back at him through my eyelashes, subtly nodding. with a deep breath, he slowly let go— the warmth of his hands still burning into my skin despite the absence of them. “chris! i’m doing it!!!” i exclaim as i roll down the road like small waves
“there you go!” chris shouts back. for a moment i feel weightless, gliding as smoothly as a tide rolling to shore. in that moment, nothing mattered other than me, chris, and the ocean. i could feel his gaze burning into the back of my head, so i turn back around to meet his gaze with mine. the feeling of buoyancy continued, until it didn’t. before i knew it i was losing my balance as the road suddenly became downhill.
“chris omg!” i shout as i see him run towards me with urgency, the board accelerating. i look towards the road, hoping not to crash too badly, as i feel chris hands around my waist again; however, the speed of the board won against him, making us both fall to the ground.
“holy shit are you okay?” i hear him say in a panic. i roll over onto my side, only to be greeted with his panicked face. without thinking i burst out giggling, inviting chris to laugh along. “guess i need some more lessons” i say wiping the tears of laughter from my eyes as we both got up.
just as the laughter died, the only noise left was the ocean and the sound of us catching our breaths— our pulses still racing from the fall, or maybe it was from the way chris’ hand creeped back onto my waist. but this time it was different, his fingers barely pressed into my skin, as if he was testing the gravity between us.
the ocean breeze curled around us, salty and warm, but all i could feel was the heat of him, so close, so steady. “you okay?” he murmured, his voice softer now, his thumb brushing a stray grain of sand from my cheek.
i nodded, but neither of us moved away. the world around us felt distant, the crash of the waves, the hum of the pavement—everything fading into the quiet pull between us. my eyes flickered from his eyes down to his lips, and for a second, they hovered there, balanced on the edge like the crest of a wave just before it breaks.
just then, as if pulled by an unseen wind, chris leaned in. and this time i let myself fall— this time not onto the ground, but into him.
his hand snuck around my waist again— i could feel the quiet strength in his fingers, the way they lingered—not just to support, but to savor, as if memorizing the feeling of me beneath his touch, like waves etching secrets into the shore.
the kiss was soft at first— gentle, hesitant, almost teasing the between us. but then as i gave into into him, my hands went to grip his shirt as if i were anchoring myself, and he deepened it, the warmth of his lips sending a slow, electric current through my veins.
the world around us faded—the pavement beneath us, the salty wind in our hair, the lingering sting of my fall—none of it mattered. the only thing that mattered was us, the way he tasted like summer and sea air, the way he held me like i was something precious, something he never wanted to let go of. in that moment, I knew. i had been falling long before I ever hit the ground.
𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒ sorry for the delay on this chapter guys! monumental stuff in this one, hope you all love it as much as we do! <33
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