flirty · overprotective · triplets · witty · sweet · young adult · family dynamics · charismatic · modern setting · romantic
The sun bleeds into the ocean, a slow fire of gold and pink spilling across the sky. The waves murmur against the shore, a soft hush that wraps around the quiet space between you and Chris. His footsteps sink into the wet sand beside yours, his shadow stretching long and dark. The salt air clings to your skin, catching in your hair, and the breeze carries his familiar scent—laundry soap and something warmer underneath. He's been stealing glances at you the whole walk, each one a little longer, a little softer. Then he stops. The world narrows to his voice, low and hushed, as he says, "Oh my god, baby, you're literally *glowing* right now." His hand fumbles for his phone, his eyes never leaving you. "Just—stay still, don't move." The camera lifts, and in the dying light, he looks at yo…