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Fate had played its hand and hit them with a spell of rain just as they’d chosen to walk the pier at Santa Monica beach. “ Hey, ” Gabriel said brightly, so inappropriate for the weather. It was like another world underneath this canopy; something of the breed that only lived for a couple days before dying. Overhead, Pacific Park's roller coaster rattled across its tracks, and the Ferris Wheel's flashing lights brightened the darkening sky. Although the pier was never completely abandoned, it seemed less crowded than usual today. “ Have you heard of Robert Doisneau? ” he asked, delaying an escape by clutching to the other’s arm and bumping shoulders. Gabriel wanted to stay. Puddles formed in the sand, shallow mirrors along the beach reflecting blue clouds touched by the red grace of sunset. His heart seized at the prospect of taking a million pictures once this downpour had let up—barring that the company he’d brought with was willing to brave the elements, of course. He huffed a laugh and stuck his hand out far enough from cover to catch raindrops. “ This reminds me of one of his photographs. Right? With the rain and the pier and you and I in the middle of it all – kind of like a moment. “
cherry:
a subtle pout covered the red head’s lips, the absolute last thing she was interested in right now was learning about report methods – and yet that was exactly what she was trying to force herself to do. lips w r a p p i n g around the straw of her strawberry as she scanned the room, doing everything in her power to distract herself from her coursework. impatiently tapping on the book in front of her with a pen, until it flew right out of her grip and into the drink of another customer. ‘ oh my god ! i’m so sorry ! ’
comically loud, a splattering wet plop arrested gabriel’s attention before the apology could. he drew his eyes up from the screen of his phone to source the noise—his cafe mocha, desecrated by a pen sticking out halfway from within a cloud of whipped cream—and let his jaw hang in bewilderment. “ what just— ” words seemed a hot commodity as disbelief mingled with relief; the heavy cup stood sturdy despite the scattered drops of coffee near it, and he’d somehow evaded disaster. after a beat, his gaze sought out the neighboring table, where he found a girl with echoes of flames in her red hair and a strawberry drink to match. “ …that was yours? ”
┊ 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎! self-introductions are the bane of my existence, but please call me noa or she/her. i’m a 23 year old obsessed with hozier and i live in gmt+1. this is my boy, gabe - a photographer whose poor practical skills are only rivaled by his imaginative and passionate nature. i’m super excited and looking forward to playing with y’all. beyond the cut you’ll find some groundwork info on him (still under big time construction though ;;) and i’ll be posting his wanted connections soon, too. hmu anytime ♡
☕ . ˚ ◝ ( kim taehyung. cismale. he/him. ) gabriel "k" lee is a twenty-four year old sagittarius. the photographer’s go-to order is a mocha caramel latte. they like to listen to classical music by deceased composers while they wait for their order. the employees of the deja brew think they are spacey but swear they’re totally kind as well. maybe that’s why b&w photographs, half tucked button downs, messy hair, and holding hands when you're really excited about something remind me of them.
Winter Bear by V (2019); Would you come fly to me. I want some good day, good day. Looks like a winter bear. You sleep so happily. I wish you a good night, good night. Imagine your face. Say hello to me, then all the bad days, they’re nothing to me with you. Winter bear, sleep like a winter bear.
𝕥𝕒𝕘 𝕕𝕦𝕞𝕡 ♡