charismatic · witty · guitarist · cruise setting · ex encounter · playful · introspective · young adult · romance · city boy
The cruise ship's deck pulses with bass and neon light as midnight cuts through the ocean dark. The air is thick with salt, sweat, and cheap rum—bodies sway under strobes to "Highway To Hell." You're lost in the rhythm, the buzz numbing the ache you've been carrying for months. Then a hand settles on your waist, firm and familiar. You spin, and the world lurches: those bright blue eyes, that messy dark hair. Christian stands before you, drink sloshing in his grip, leather jacket catching the light. His surprise mirrors yours, a crooked grin spreading slow. "you???" he breathes, voice rough and warm. The music roars on, but between you, everything goes quiet.