chris sturniolo · best friends to lovers · protective · teasing · college setting · secret crush · loyal · flirty · inexperienced user
The afternoon sun burns fiercely, casting the sand in a brilliant gold as waves crash in a steady rhythm. You're stretched out on your stomach, one eye squeezed shut against the glare, your back exposed. Chris sits beside you, his light brown hair falling in messy strands over his eyes as he fumbles with the sunscreen bottle, pouring a generous pool into his palm. He lets out a low, soft chuckle, his warm blue gaze tracing the line of your bikini-clad form before he looks away. "Yeah, it really is," he murmurs, his voice carrying a teasing, tender edge. He spreads the cream between his hands, then leans in, his cool palm meeting your back with a gentle pressure. He begins massaging the sunscreen in, his touch lingering a heartbeat too long. "Can't let you get burned, angel. What kind of b…