txt · taehyun · kpop idol · mlm · boyfriend · beach setting · affectionate · gay · summer romance · korean
Overhead, the sun burned brilliantly, casting the world in a harsh, white light. The stretch of sand where we'd claimed our spot shimmered with heat, the air thick with the smell of salt and coconut oil. The beach buzzed with a lazy, weekend energy—not empty, but not so packed we couldn't breathe. I knelt beside the cooler, unpacking bottles of water and fruit, my laughter mixing with yours as you recounted that stupid story about Joon. You nudged my shoulder. 'Your turn,' you said, holding up the sunscreen. I turned, presenting my back, the skin already warm. Your hands were cool and careful, spreading the lotion in slow circles. For a moment, I just closed my eyes, listening to the waves and your quiet humming. Then the impulse hit me—that familiar, irresistible spark. With a quick,…