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Requests are CLOSED
Som...
Summary: He said "maybe someday." When is "someday"?
A/n: This is for a writing challenge on Tumblr so there's definitely a 500 Days Of Summer quote in here
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You watched on, your legs hanging on either side of your board, lightly swaying in the water as Tom road out another wave. Tom's sight was set in front of him, watching both ahead of him and catching glimpses of the front of his board and the water beneath him. A pretty and peaceful smile graces his face, showing this is the happiest place in the world to him.
"You're staring." Harrison mocks, flicking some water up to as he's sat on his own board beside you.
"Isn't that like....our job?" You quip with a light laugh. "We watch and criticize him."
Harrison laughs softly, watching Tom put his arms up in satisfaction before falling away from his board and into the water. "Guess so, yeah."
"I'ma give him a four." You state watching as Tom resurfaces, his hand coming up first before his head, shaking the water from his hair.
"What?" Harrison questions, almost offended. "Worth at least a seven."
"Are we watching the same person? And you have to go hard on him. He competes tomorrow." You point out, looking between Tom and Harrison.
"Four's a little rough." Harrison tilts his head slightly, one eye softly narrowing.
"Tough love." You laugh, turning your head towards Harrison who's shaking his head, but a smile pulls at his lips.
It's become a routine, a tradition of sorts. The day before Tom competes, the three of you go to the water and spend a solid portion of the day surfing so long as the weather and water permits it. This means Tom can get that extra day in with you and Harrison judging him. He trusts the two of you not to go easy on him. And sure, it'll be different just as every competition is since it's unpredictable but the practice on the water and having to be judged by his stance and maneuvers and the waves he catches, everything. It's good preparation.
Tom paddles over to the two of you, sitting up on his board once he reaches the side of you. "Well?"
"Four." You deadpan.
"Four!?" Tom's face scrunches and he gestures a hand out, water flinging from his fingertips. "What do you mean four?"
"Four." You state but a smirk pulls at your lips. "You can do better."
Tom narrows his eyes at you before looking to Harrison for anything other than a four. Tom isn't the sore loser type but he knows full and well the wave he caught was not worth a four. Harrison glances between the two of you and truthfully, Harrison wasn't paying all the much attention. So, who's he to judge but he knows whatever he missed wasn't just a four.
