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♡love, Re_Pun_Zel
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Jacob's p.o.v
"Spill...."
"So....."I trail pressing the phone against my flaming hot cheeks as I squiggle around the find the most comfortable side of my body to lay on, but is there really any part that doesn't remind me of anything?
"Wedidit" I quickly spill the words out and squeeze my eyes shot as I feel heat rush to my cheeks, "please don't scream-.."
"AAaaaAAAhhh..."
"O-oh my God" I sigh at Dea's reaction letting the blanket swallow me whole and I move the phone away from my ear to protect my eardrums. "How was it? Did he rearrange your insides? You said he was blessed so the real question is can he use it? Did you love it? Oh my God, tell me everything, aaaAAAaah."
This is embarrassing, I'm not that bold yet...
"Jaaakeeee" she whines on the other end, "are you still there? Girl, tell me how it all went. Answer my questions, was it gooood?" she shrieks as I reach for a pillow shyly.
"Y-yes" I stammer with my nose buried into the pillow Art slept on, it smells like angels. "Yes, yes and yes. It was amazing, Dea" comes flying out of my mouth dreamily as all the events of last night play out in the back of my mind and Dea screams louder this time.
"Wow....that good? I'm so happy for you, best friend. Welcome to the club, we can finally talk about sex and gossip about niggas" she exclaims contentedly and I shake my head, "but I ain't getting none right now so the floor is yours. Give me all the details."
"Details?" I ask curiously and she hums on the other end, "like what."
"Details like how many times y'all have done it, what's your favorite position. How are you feeling right now, when did it happen " she says rather rapidly and the crazy voice in my head is quick to answer every single one of the questions.
Once.....the wall....blessed....
All I can do is bashfully drown in embarrassment. "W-well, it happened after we left the beach last night and....and.." I say the last part slowly and stop when the sudden humming sounds in the room catch my attention. Oh, Art's here. Dea won't be getting details anytime soon.
"He's there?" Dea asks curiously.
"Uh huh" I hum pushing the blanket off my face to get a peak of Art when he starts singing and I just have to giggle at the sight.
"What is he doing."
"He's singin- oh he's dancing too..... and it's so funny" I whisper through giggles with my hand over my mouth.
"Bitch don't kill my vibe, ay.....hmm hmm ay ay. I can feel your energy from two planets away......
I got my drink I got my music.....I would share it but today I'm yelling
Bitch don't kill my vibe, yeah yeah" Art sings and the only thing he has around his middle is his towel as he swings his head and happily brushes his hair.
Well, someone is in a very good mood this morning, considering the fact that his hair was a mess and some even curled up into little balls.
This morning I was first to wake up in Art's arms, naked. Before doubt about anything that happened could fill my thoughts, he moved slightly and his manhood grazed my bare skin causing not only shivers to go up my spine, but also a sting that almost made me cry out in pain.
The aftermath is not very pretty to endure, I know that now.
Since I was little spoon, I slowly moved onto my back and lifted the comforter up to easily turn towards Art, but stopped midway at the sight of my own skin.
My skin looked like I was caught in a deadly fight, a fight that I lost. My whole body was and still is covered in hickeys, big and small. From my ankle to my chest, my arms, my waist and my butt? Arthur is either a leach or a vampire that was trying to suck my blood out.
I remember wanting to get out of bed some hours ago, but my legs weren't working with me and I laid back down and drifted back off into a deep sleep. Art must've got up in the meantime to make breakfast as he usually does.
I couch guiltily when I notice a bitemark on his shoulder and the scratches on his back because I know perfectly well how, when and why they got there. This catches Art's attention and he stops.
With a lovely smile exposing his bright white teeth and sparkling eyes, he turns around facing me, "good morning, baby" he greets me merrily walking towards me in a sensual way that could undoubtfully make it seem like he's doing it in slow-motion.
"Hi" my already intimidated self waves shyly trying to cover my torso with the blanket and he pecks my lip.
"How'd you sleep" he utters caressing the nape of my neck and I groan dramatically at the sensation.
"Great....still a bit tired" I answer trying not to let my eyes wander all over his body when he sits down. Don't be a perv, Jake.
"I'm making breakfast. Toasted marshmallows with chocolate or strawberry with whipped cream on your waffles?" he questions stroking my growling stomach at the mention of food.
"Both please and a mix of strawberry and chocolate" I exclaim clapping my hands and Art laughs, "I better get up before I fall asleep again. Can you get me a towel? I'm n-naked" I whisper the last part and he gets up to get it.
"Need any help?" he asks opening the towel so I can walk into it and I shake my head. "I will manag-", I try to say, but before I can finish, I move the blanket to get up and yelp at the sudden pain in my back.
"Ouch."
"Hey, you okay?" Art asks immediately rushing towards me and I nod in embarrassment, "shit, uh, hold up, you sure you're good? Fuck, I should've helped....wait let me lift you up" he stammers going into full panic mode.
"Art...Art, I'm okay" I attempt to convince him, but that doesn't faze him at all because he literally lifts me up as if I weight nothing, "Art, I'm really fine" I cup his cheeks to look him in the eyes when I straddle him, "I swear" I add softly and he takes a deep breath.
"You sure? You don't need any medicine?" he asks once again and I nod, "I uh...I wasn't too rough?"
"N-no, you were perfect and I loved it. You even took care of me after I passed out so thank you for that. As for....you know...i-it does sting a little, but that's it" I tell him softly and he kissed my forehead.
"Good, cause I bought something to reduce the pain and I rubbed some on you last night. I guess it worked. We could have a hot shower together, that might help too."
"Yes please. I'm really tired and my back hurts a lot. I can't even walk, I think I'll need weeks to recover" I pout and frown when he snickers.
"Damn, I fucked up your walk?" he manages to say in-between laughs as if he isn't the owner of the gigantic monster that took my ability to walk. It could've easily ripped me apart, you know.
"Eep, don't say stuff like that, Art. You're my boyfriend now so you have to be nice to me. Also, you can't use curse words" I huff crossing my arms over my chest.
"Hypocrite" he murmurs lowly.
"Hypocrite? Why?"
"You think I ain't hear it last night? Ah, Art, please.... more...fuck your waves?" he muffles out as I try my hardest to press my hand over his mouth, "yeah, acting all innocent but you're freaky as hell. My waves suffered last night" he laughs and I hit him softly with a blush. How did he hear that. Was I that loud?
"O-okay, how about this. Uhm, you can use curse words only when it's very necessary" I say shyly and he pecks my pouty lips.
"Aight I'll try, but I can't promise you anything, baby" he laughs throwing me over his shoulder and that makes my pout dissipate.
"Oh my God, y'all are fucking again?" a voice startles me and Art picks the phone up that was face-down on the bed, "Get it, Jake. Y'all are crazyyy" she exclaims when Art brings the phone closer to my ear.
"W-what, n-no.....no, we're not uhm doing t-that" I stammer clearing my throat and Art chuckles. "Dea, I'll facetime you with my new number later okay? Okay, bey" I end the call and throw Art's phone onto the bed. I wrap the towel Art brought me around my middle and he helps me to the bathroom.
"Aren't the waffles going to get cold?" I ask Art as we make our way into the bathroom.
"Nope, didn't make them yet. I was just vibing to some music while I was stirring the batter" he shrugs and places me on top of the sink. I wet my toothbrush with a lot of effort and Art puts toothpaste for me. When he's done, I wet it again and then brush for some time.
"So...." he starts as his hands stroke my belly so passionately, "....the condom broke last night" he reveals and I stop abruptly.
"Oh" I say looking down. So I wasn't crazy because I really felt something. "Is that bad?"
"Naah, it's nothing serious. It's just that your mom wanted us to wear one, but it ain't our fault that it broke. At least we tried" he chuckles with his hands on my sides as I continue to brush, "Besides, it's not like you can get pregnant" he laughs.
"Right? I'm a boy" I giggle at the stupid thought and rinse my mouth. Something like that is impossible, but it's a nice thought although I'm not ready for children yet. That's a plan for the future.
My thoughts get interrupted when he suddenly hugs my back and put his head on my shoulder making me smile. He makes me feel so safe and protected.
"You sure I didn't hurt you last night?" he mumbles against my skin and I nod without hesitation.
"You didn't" I whisper. Last night was perfect. Scratch that, yesterday was perfect. It's easily the best day of my life so far and I have a strong feeling that I'll be saying the same thing about every single day from now on. Art's just like that. I really never thought that I'd be this lucky.
"I loved every part about it and I wouldn't change it for the world" I tell him truthfully.
"I'm glad to hear that" he says releasing my middle, "come on, lets go shower" he says taking my towel. He too takes his off exposing himself and he helps me into the shower after.
"I can manage" I say softly looking up at Art when the bottom of my feet hits the cold tiles in the bath, but he puts one hand on the small of my back to help keep me balanced and turns on the hot water. As soon as it soaks into my hair, I throw my head back welcoming it onto my face. Yes, just the perfect temperature.
~~
At least a half hour later and the shower's still running. All you can hear is the sound of my giggles, Art's laughs and the hot shower running. We've been showering and playing for a while now and it even got to the point where we played a serious game of tic-tac-toe on the shower glass.
"I win" I say proudly after winning again for the third time in the row and Art throws his head back as if he's frustrated and I giggle.
"I almost had it though" he tries to convince himself but I shake my head and he stares at me with his eyebrows up before slowly cornering me against the glass.
"How you so good at it, hmm?" he asks before attacking my neck area with a bunch of kisses making me red because I'm laughing so hard.
We kiss for a short moment and I pull away just to ask, "let me wash you." With my puppy eyes, I look up at him and quickly turn him around myself when that distracts him. Art can never say no to the puppy eyes.
He hands me the sponge to scrub him and a gasp leave my mouth when my eyes fall on his wet back. Not realizing that the sponge has slipped off, I trace the fresh marks with my fingers slipping off into thoughts as well.
My fingernails were buried in his back last night. No wonder it looks like this. I didn't think they would leave a mark, but they did and it looks painful.
Not really knowing what to do, I quickly wrap my arms around his middle and hug him, "I'm sorry" I whisper with my eyes closed and I feel him turn around. "I just, I-I...didn't mean to do that with your back...."
I feel him wrap his muscular arms around me when I sniffle and I look up at him with watery eyes. They're slightly open because of the water pouring down on us.
"You seen me complain about this?" he questions brushing my wet hair back and I shake my head, "then it doesn't bother me. To be honest, it makes me feel like I've done what's right. I made you feel good like I said I would. I did right?"
"Y-you really did" I whisper poking his chest and he laughs leaning onto me when he licks his lips, "I felt grea- hmmm" comes out muffled when he closes the small gap between us and takes my lip into his.
The kiss is incredibly sweet and sensual just like the first one, but somehow it still manages to get me worked up. My arms unconsciously go around his neck when my back meets with the glass because I know exactly what is about to come and I'm craving for it.
I want it...I want it so bad...Yes, my legs gave out, but I'll be fine after a good rest right? It would be a shame to be crippled forever just because I can't deny another round of hot and steamy se-...
I giggle at the ticklish feeling when Art kisses my shoulder, my neck and jaw. He makes circular motions with his tongue on my collarbone making me super sensitive. 'How come he knows my body more than I do' I mentally question myself, but it remains unanswered as soon as my earlobe goes into his mouth and his wandering fingers twist my nipples.
Yes, I'm definitely in the mood now.
"P-put it... put it in" I whisper close to his ear with one leg up and my back already pressed against the shower glass, but he moves back and gives me a doubtful look, "I'll be fine" I add pulling him closer and he kisses my forehead telling me to wait before walking out.
I stand there fumbling with my bottom lip until he comes back with the tube thingy we used last night. As soon as he's close, I pounce on him. I put my arm around his shoulder and pull him closer so he can kiss me even more.
Moments later, he squeezes the lube into his hand. He puts some on himself first and then he preps me up with his finger. When it's good enough, he lifts me up against the glass and I bite my lip preparing myself for what's coming. I gasp at the contact of his manhood and my wet hole as he lines himself up.
"A-aah" I moan at the mixture of pain and pleasure when the tip slowly slips in until I'm completely full causing my eyes to roll back. This feels so good. Especially how Art is whispering in my ear. He's so concerned, but compared to yesterday, it went in without effort this time. I can finally take it.
He buries his head in the crook of my neck as the tight grip of his fingers on my asscheeks spread me open. Last night was wonderful, but right now everything is so much slower and steamy and all I can do is howl Art's name in pleasure.
"You like that?" he whispers going the slowest he's ever gone hitting all the perfect spots inside my body.
"Aah, uhu....I do. P-please, Art....fa-faster" I plead but that only makes him go even slower and even deeper than before making me crazy.
Close your eyes and just imagine being held by the one while you're passionately being made love to in your favorite position. Just imagine them whispering in your ear while the hot water continuously pours down onto your connected bodies and hearts.
I'm not sure about anyone else, everyone is different, but to me, it's everything. To me, it's something I want to grasp onto and never let go. I've never endured anything like this in my entire life and now that it's here, now that he's all mine, I'll keep him to myself.
A slow thrust followed by another one and I gasp whenever he hits my already bruised sweetspot. I'm extremely sensitive so when he suddenly lets one of my legs go and lifts the other one higher causing his long pulsating shaft to rearrange my guts, I let my head down and close my eyes feeling my orgasm builds up.
"Shit" Art curses and something about the way he said it makes me moan too. Every single one of his grunts makes me moan. It makes me feel like I'm doing something right. It lets me know that he's enjoying this as much as I am.
"I-I" I whimper biting my lips and he continues. "Aah, I'm g-going to...hmm A-Art" I moan biting my lip at the sensation mixed with everything that's just so perfect, "Art, p-please" I plead him when he thrusts in deeply, but doesn't pull out. He stays right there with so much pressure on my sweetspot causing my eyes to roll back and my legs to tremble uncontrollably as I clutch onto his body for dear life.
As soon as the white substance comes oozing out of me, Art groans at the tightness and before we both know what is happening, he comes deep inside my stomach as if his one mission is to impregnate me. He stays right there while we hold each other in a very tight embrace.
Can this never end.
It takes a while later before we both calm down. This time a condom isn't in there holding it back so when Art carefully pulls out, it flows down onto my inner thighs.
I take a deep breath when Art brushes my hair back and kisses my temple, "I'mma clean you up" he tells me and I nod keeping my hand on his shoulder. I don't think I can feel my legs.
Oh, well...
~~
"Can we just sit the whole day? I'm tired" I whine as I lay on my stomach on the couch after eating a whole plate of waffles and drank juice. I don't feel like doing anything. To be honest, I can't really do anything. My legs aren't working right now.
"You don't wanna go for a walk?" Art asks pulling me on top of him when he sits down and I squint my eyes at him. Is he trying to troll me?
"Walk?" and his hand instantly goes up.
"Shit, I forgot that you couldn't walk. I could give you a piggyback ride to check the area out and then we could go get something to eat later on. We have the whole weekend to ourselves and we gotta see everything before we leave" he states and I move a bit closer to properly put my head on his lap. That doesn't sound too bad. It's like we're on a honeymoon, but just as boyfriends.
"Okay, piggyback ride sounds fun" I nod rubbing my eyes tiredly, "can we go back to the beach too? I'll try to swim this time."
"Yeah. We'll go for a real swim this time" he answers and we both turn towards the hall that leads to the door when the bell rings. Both Art and I get up and I quickly stop him from getting the door.
"Wait, I'll wear something appropriate. I didn't know you were expecting anyone" I whisper pointing to his shirt that have on and it ends right under my butt that is covered by my boyshorts.
"It's aight, they just brought me something, they won't be coming in. Go sit down. I'll be right back" he utters walking backwards towards the door and I carefully sit down covering myself as much as I can waiting for him.
It doesn't take long before he returns, but this time he's holding a grey box with a cute bow in his hand making me curious.
"What's that?" I ask scooting over when he puts it on the table.
"A gift" he says and my eyes widen. Wow, they brought him a gift?
"For you?"
"Nope, it's yours, but you gotta close your eyes" he says looking around and he asks a question, but the box has my full attention. What could be in such a big box? "Fuck it. I'll just cover your eyes with my hands, I can't find anything" I hear him say and I flinch when the box moves a little.
"Babe, what is in it? It's moving" I whisper when the box moves again and he chuckles.
"You gotta see for yourself. It'll ruin the surprise if I tell you. Come on, get up" he says pulling me up by my arm and I bite my lip in nervousness, "you gotta feel whatever's inside it and guess."
"Is it safe?" I whisper and he nods. I take a deep breath when he covers my eyes and helps me walk closer to the moving box.
"Aight, don't peak, I'll open it" he lets me know and I close my eyes tighter, "give me your hand. Do you feel that?" he asks bringing my hand to something extremely soft and I burry my finger in its fur.
"Y-yes, it's so soft" I say softly and touch it with both hands.
"What do you think it is" he questions as I feel whatever's in the box. "Be careful though, don't poke the eyes."
"Uhm, a stuffy?" I reply unsurely when I feel long ears and Art says no, "a pillow in the shape of a cat? Oh, oh, wait..." I stop when it moves once more making my hand go under its stomach and I feel a heartbeat. What is this? Stuffies and pillows do not have heartbeats so that can only mean one thing.
Whatever is in that box is alive and it's....
"A pet" I exclaim moving Art's hand away and I shriek in happiness when my gaze finds it's way inside the box, "Bunbun" I yelp looking at it with wide eyes, "Art, look."
"A BUNNY" I scream making grabby hands, "my bunny?" I ask Art to be sure and he smirks nodding.
"Yeah, I got it for your birthday. Do you like it?"
"YES....Thank you, babe. This is the best gift ever. OH MY GOD, I have a baby bunny" I hug him and quickly turn back towards the bunny in the box. It's so fluffy and cute that I want to die. I've always loved them, but I've never seen one in real life. Look how beautiful it is and it's not even trying. Impatiently and in excitement, I pick the fluffy bunny up and gawk at it.
(Is there a particular way to see if the bunny is a boy or a girl?)
"Are you hungry baby bunny?" I ask in a baby voice stroking its fur and it moves onto its back, "Art, is the bunny a boy or a girl?"
"Girl" he says coming closer and I hug her as I try to not yell in excitement again. Why is she so fluffy.....and so, ugh, everything. She opens her mouth as if she's yawning and I smile at that. Her yawn can cure sadness.
"Aww, did she eat? Look, she's looking at me. We're bonding, I think I'll die, my heart can't take this" I sniffle cuddling her and Art strokes her cute brown fur. She's the most perfect bunny ever. "We don't have anything to feed her, Art. We have to get something and clothes too and stuff to play with. Oh, a bed too and I don't know... whatever she wants."
"Clothes? I ain't ever seen a bunny with clothes. They wear clothes?" Art questions with raised eyebrows.
"Uhu, bunnies wear clothes too. She'll be so cute in blue, that's my favorite color. Hey, we could match" I tell him and sit down with my legs crossed on the couch with her on my lap. The pain and exhaustion that were killing me? Never heard from them.
"What are you gonna name her?" Art asks the most important question and I hum thinking of one.
"I don't know yet so I guess we can call her Bunbun for now. Isn't that cute, Bunbun? Hmm, yes, just like you, my little cute baby" I play with her and giggle every time she moves. "When did you get her."
"A while back, but I postponed the delivery date since you told me that we'd be spending your birthday alone."
"That long?" This is making me so happy. I finally have a bunny.
"Yeah, let me hold her" Art says opening his arms and hand her to him. I smile widely when he lies on the couch and put her on his chest. The sight is just so wholesome and I just have to join them. I squeeze myself into the middle of Art and the couch making him laugh and make space for me. Now we look like a cute little family chilling on the couch.
Since I haven't introduced myself to her yet, I start by telling her my name. "I'm Jakey, your nice uhm" I say pointing to myself as I try to find the right words and Art fills it in.
"That's your dad, he's a bunny too. A human bunny" he states and we both laugh.
"Uhu, I'm your dad and your awesome papa is right here, that's Art. We'll give you all the candy and carrots in the whole world" I promise her, "right, papa Art?"
"Yeah, we'll spoil her" he admits and she looks around at the strange and new setting.
"That's the television. Do you want to watch? I'll turn it on for you and we'll watch cartoon together okay?" I say excitedly but I can't get up, "babe, could you-"
Before I can finish, Art reaches for it on the table, gives it to me and I turn the television on. I switch channels until I land on a cartoon and keep it on it.
"She's watching" I whisper to Art when Bunbun turns her full attention towards whatever's happening in the cartoon. "Do you think she's hungry?" I sigh laying my head back on Art's chest while stroking her soft fur.
"I don't think so. I told them to feed her before bringing her here" he answers and I yawn.
"Hmm, can we still get her some fruits later? Is there a store around here?"
"Yeah" he agrees and I lean over and kiss his cheek.
"Thank you, babe" I thank him again. He's so good to me.
"You're the best boyfriend ever" I tell him the truth because he really is.
Ever since he came back, he did everything to make me feel better and smile. He really means so much to me. I don't know where I'd be if he didn't come into my life. Hadn't he showed up that day, I would still be between those sorrowful walls rotting away. I would still be wishing for a miracle.
"You're welcome, anything for you" he says but I shake my head.
"N-no, I mean thank you for everything. Thank you for coming into my l-life" I sniffle feeling like I could cry my eyes out but it all goes away when he starts caressing my cheek and kisses the side of my lip.
"You know what's crazy?" he asks and I look at him, "I was meaning to thank you for the same thing" he says and I keep looking at him.
"W-what?"
"I mean it. You're this....you're like this ray of sunshine that I needed in my life so I'm thankful that you're here. You make me feel better."
"R-really? I am?" I whisper with my bottom lip trembling. Nobody has ever described me like that before. A ray of sunshine is the most wholesome thing I've heard today. Especially how it's coming from my boyfriend.
"Yeah. You make happy" he nods, "forreal. I could spend days alone with you and I wouldn't get bored. Your cute ass always come up with something to make me laugh."
And he thinks I'm funny too.
"I feel like I-I'm going to cry-" I didn't want to ruin the mood, but not being able to hold it in any longer, I burst into tears and I feel him sit up. He puts Bunbun aside and he makes me straddle him. He doesn't say anything, he just hugs me very tight and his warm embrace is enough to calm me down.
"You good?" he asks caressing the small of my back so soothingly and I nod.
"I-I'm sorry" I mumble into his shirt. It's all drenched.
"Don't apologize."
"O-okay...s-sorry, I won't" I nod hugging him back, "you're the best."
"I know" he shrugs jokingly and I hit him lightly.
"Whatever, Art" I roll my eyes playfully and yelp when suddenly spanks my butt.
"You got an attitude?" he questions while his hand slowly makes its way into my pants and I quickly shake my head feeling lightheaded.
I can't take any more today so I quickly answer the only way I see fit before this escalates and I lose all willpower to say no to Art rearranging my insides for a third time today. I really need to learn how to control myself or else I'll be crippled by the time we go back.
"No, daddy" I whisper all submissively and lay my head on his shoulder, "You smell nice" I tell him softly while I sniff him, "and you're all mine" I finish sitting back up and he looks at me with his eyebrows up.
"You are" I say it again and I take his hand that I put the ring on. It's still there and it fits so perfectly.
"You were nervous for no reason yesterday. Look at this, it looks nice as fuck" Art says looking at both our rings.
"I was nervous because I thought you'd say no, but you didn't and now you're my boyfriend" I smile happily.
"I am" he agrees, "and you're my baby" he adds and gives me one of those smiles you don't really see too often on him, but it's so contagious. It makes me instantly smile too, "give me a ki-."
We laugh when Bunbun suddenly decides to jump right back onto Art's lap as soon as he says that and both of our attention goes to her.
"Hi, Bunbun."
He lies back down with us on top of him and I go back to my spot between him and the couch. I put my head on his chest and slowly fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat while petting Bunbun.
~
"Have some more" I let Art sip my slushie while we walk around on the beach, "we could sit over there" I point at a nice empty spot and we go there.
After our nap, we went to the store to buy food for Bunbun where we also bought the shades Art and I are currently wearing to protect our eyes from the sun but now it's going down so they're kind of useless. We also bought sunscreen, more snacks, more and stronger condoms and lube just in case even though I'm pretty sure we won't be using any of those. I'm still recovering.
Now we're at the beach.
This time around, I've made sure to wear things underneath my clothes that I can swim with. Aside from that though, I've been wanting to show off my body ever since Art told me that I was sexy so no shirt for me when I swim today. Only shorts.
When we get to our spot, I help Art out with our basket. First I carefully lay the blanket out while Art holds Bunbun and my slushie. Then I put the toys and fruits that will keep her busy and entertained while we swim. Since she came with a harness and leash, Art connects it with our basket so she doesn't hop too far away. He also put the umbrella to protect her from the sun.
As soon as her feet hits the blanket, she hops away to the sand and start digging into it. She's so cute and I'm so happy to have her. This is her first day at the beach with us.
"Babe, how many times have you come here" I wonder as I take my clothes off.
"A couple of times, but I was still a kid though, Me and pops used to visit so my uncle brought me whenever we did" he says taking his clothes off too.
"That's so cool. Is that when you learned how to swim?" I curiously ask because he's great at it. I think he even has a trophy from high school.
"I already knew how to swim by then but it was my first time on a beach. I only swam in pools" he responds and I turn him around to apply sunscreen on his back and his shoulders. I do his chest too and face.
"How come you didn't learn how to swim?"
The question makes me pout, "my dad probably thought It would distract me" I shrug, "the only thing I was allowed to do was study. Now I suck at everything. There's a bunch of stuff I have to do for the first time."
"It's aight, that makes it more fun right?" he tries to make me feel better while applying sunscreen for me now, "I'mma make sure you do every single one of them. What else haven't you done."
"Uhm.." I think as I turn around for him to apply on my back too, "I haven't been to any parties... uhm, go to the park with a pet. You brought me shopping, we went to eat fast food a lot. I never went to the movies, but you already took me. Maybe we could go watch a horror movie this time. I can't think of anything else that we haven't done" I mumble.
"Yeah, we could. I got a movie in mind. Done" he hands me the sunscreen and I put it back in our basket, "you're ready to let daddy teach you how to swim?" he playfully asks and before I can even answer, he easily lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder.
When we get to the water, he puts me down on the mushy dirt and I yelp when the water wets my feet. He sees the look on my face that I'm scared to go in, so he takes my hand and we go in together. It's not as cold as yesterday.
"Baby, you gotta trust me" he says taking me even further in and I nod looking at him instead of the water, "you trust me right?"
"I do."
"Good, then there ain't nothing to be afraid of. I got you. Come here, put your legs around me."
"O-okay. Like this?"
"Yeah. Don't squeeze too hard though. Baby, you gone break my ribs" he laughs caressing my back and I blush.
"Sorry, is this good?" I lighten my hold on him and he nods.
"Okay, let go now" he says making me gasp.
"G-go?"
"Trust me" he says lowly giving me the courage to do it and I let go.
My legs aren't touching the surface and this time I'm not scared. I trust Art so I close my eyes and when he lets go, I don't sink to the bottom of the ocean like I thought I would. Instead, I just feel myself rise up and before I know it, I start floating.
I gasp so loud and look at Art who's smiling at me. I'm literally on top of the water.
"T-this is so cool" I giggle when Art joins me too and we stay still staring at the clouds slowly but surely moving by. He keeps a hold of my hand to make sure I don't float away though.
"It's relaxing."
"It really is" I sigh.
There are certain things in life that I never thought of doing just because I believed that I would never be able to do them...ever. This was one of them and now I'm doing just that.
I guess I really can do anything after all...
...all thanks to Art.
Today, once again, was the best day of my life.
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What should Jake name his bunny🐇