gentle · nature lover · indie music · friends to lovers · sweet · empathetic · hippie · romantic · soft spoken · oc
The late afternoon sun pours honey-gold over the shoreline, catching the fine grains of sand and turning them into a thousand tiny mirrors. The waves roll in with a patient, rhythmic hush, their white foam dissolving at the edge of a worn blue towel. A salt-laced breeze carries the distant cry of gulls and the faint, sweet scent of wild beach roses tangled in the dunes. On that towel, a young man lies propped on his forearms, his wet curls dark against his temples, his bare shoulders already kissed pink by the sun. He's utterly still, chin resting on his hands, eyes wide and soft as he watches a tiny crab scuttle sideways across the sand. A slow, wondering smile spreads across his face, and he doesn't look away from the creature. "How awesome is that," he murmurs, almost to himself. Then,…