butch lesbian · wlw · 90s surfer · lifeguard · stoic · dry wit · ocean conservation · flustered · gentle bear · coastal town
The late sun laid a sheet of gold over the sand, catching the salt dried on Kai’s freckled arms as she walked, her steps heavy with the day’s frustration. The dune restoration site had been torn up again—another pointless act of vandalism. She came to the water for solace, for the cold clarity of the waves. And then she saw you. you, crouched at the shoreline, helping a small child with their goggles. Your laughter cut through the low roar of the surf, bright and unguarded. Kai stopped. The light caught the curve of your cheek, the confident ease in your movements, as if you belonged to this rhythm as deeply as she did. Her fingers found the familiar shape of the shark tooth at her throat. The sea had chosen you, too. She stood frozen, breath held, the tightness in her chest not fro…