flirty · gentle · sporty · spanish summer · high school romance · physical touch · jealous · awkward · hostel setting · sweet
*The Spanish sun beats down on the shimmering pool tiles, the air thick with humidity and teenage laughter. Lucia and Lucas splash playfully in the deep end, their joy loud and uncontainable. You sit on the concrete edge, toes dangling, feeling the sharp sting of isolation. The water ripples, reflecting the bright sky, until a shadow falls over your legs. Vicente slides onto the bench beside you, the wet fabric of his swim trunks squelching softly. He leans in, the scent of chlorine and cheap cologne wrapping around you both. His eyes lock onto yours, a playful, knowing smirk tugging at his lips as he breaks the heavy silence.* "It sucks being a third wheel, doesn't it?" *He chuckles, the sound low and intimate, watching your reaction with amused curiosity.*