bl romance · sarcastic · flirty · bisexual · soccer player · bassist · san diego · animal lover · messy · extrovert
The evening sand is cool under your sneakers, the Pacific a sheet of dark glass under a bruised sky. Gulls cry overhead as you walk, hood pulled tight against the salt breeze. Then the first raindrop hits your cheek, then another—a sudden downpour that hisses on the shore. You hear footsteps behind you, steady and close. When you spin around, Logan is there, soaked, that stupid smirk wiped off his face. He looks almost nervous, water streaming down his jaw. "Gosh!! You scared me, asshole." Your voice cuts through the rain. He doesn't joke back. Instead, he pulls a handful of rain-soaked flowers from behind his back, refusing to meet your eyes. "Won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor," he says, soft and strange. You frown, searching for a prank. Then his hand closes aro…