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MY LORD 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ I HAVE JUST STARTED SCHOOL BUT I FINALLY GOT THE TIME TO READ ALL YOUR WRITING 😻😻😻

I HOPE YOU ARE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ IF YOU EVER NEED A HUMAN SHIELD, A BODYGUARD, OR WANT ME TO BRING YOU FOOD I SHALL DO SO TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITY

ONE OF YOUR WRITINGS HAD MY TOES CURLING 🙈... can i take up vinny's offer for a one on one beach trip 😳😳

THANK YOU FOR READING MY NONSENSE AS PER USUAL 🙇‍♀️ HOPE YOUR SKIN IS CLEAR AND YOU HAVE EXTRA GOOD LUCK TODAY

🙇‍♀️anon

I still smile every time I see this ask, anyway, hope you're doing well! Sorry for the wait!

It was hot and he hated the heat.

It was hot and he hated the heat but he had to stand on the sun-filled beach with you by his side. Because only the thing that mattered was that he was there with you, all other bother became trivial when he had you by his side.

But it was hot and the sun was blazing down on his skin, burning his complexion until he scowled at the ray of sunlight radiating the world around him. Yet, he couldn't even open his mouth to complain.

Not when he set his eyes on you.

He admitted to staring a bit longer than normal when he saw you in the swimsuit, two pieces with strings at front and side. He wondered what would happen if he tugged at them. Nothing fit for public display, probably. Yet, he was curious anyway.

Enough that when you walked up to him, he didn't even notice that he was stuck in a trance from staring at you. Only when did he see your smile up close that he noticed it was embarrassing for him to stare that much.

Not that you minded. “Can you help me apply sunscreen? it’s not easy to reach my back.”

Vinny swallowed the lump in his throat. Was it always there? He could blame the rapid reddening of his skin on the sun, but he knew it was not the heat that was at fault. It wouldn't be fair to blame you either. It was him, his wandering eyes, and he should answer you before it became weird. “Fine, turn around,” Vinny took the extended tube of sunscreen from you, glancing at anything but the view of your cleavage.

Maybe the less he looked, the more bearable the heat would be. Yet, he had to look to apply the sunscreen on your back. He found out there were strings there too. Strings which would be hazardous if untied.

He accidentally squirted too much of the sunscreen on his hand. “W-What are you wearing?”

You glanced back to him inquisitively, ignorant to his current fluster. “…?” Continuing with that round-eyed look, you tilted your head curiously, unaware of his predicament. “A swimsuit?”

"There's too much string," he grumbled, somehow pissed, "aren't you worried someone would pull on them?"

Instead of catching on to his anxiety, you only smiled, "I'm not worried," you said with surprising confidence, "I have Vinny here, no? No one will try to bother me."

"If you are sure," Vinny muttered, "let me know if you need coverage."

"Okay."

He groaned inwardly. Your trust in him was touching, but it did nothing to assuage his burning shame. It only worsened when he had to touch your skin to apply the sunscreen. His mortification had no business manifesting physically.

The reddening of his skin was bad enough, no need for the approval of the lower department. It was only morning, he didn't need this much excitement.

He didn't know if his situation improved or worsened after you applied sunscreen on his back.

Apparently, it was easy to mistake the rush of blood on his skin for the aftereffect of standing under the sun for too long. Explaining why he was feeling the way he did would've been weird, which led him to go along with the explanation you came up with.

Probably didn't help that you had to stand in close proximity to do what you did.

The two of you barely arrived at the beach for more than twenty minutes and he was ready to go home. Taking a nap was far superior to the idea of withstanding his bodily response to your presence.

“Vinny, let's get into the water," you suggested helpfully once the two of you were done with preparation, but the rejection spilt out of his lips faster than he could think.

"No."

And your ready acceptance of his refusal didn't help either. "Okay."

Immediately, the guilt hit him harder than that one time the Ghost team tricked him into getting into an accident. Yes, he went there. He couldn't bear dealing with your disappointment, even if you didn't show it on your face. "...You can go on ahead, if you want, I'll watch from here."

"Hmph, it's no fun to go alone," you kicked at the sand underfoot, sinking narrow print into where you stood.

Vinny heaved a sigh, "All right then, I'll watch at shallow water, better?"

You pressed your lips together, thinking about his suggestion. Then finally, you nodded. "I will stay in the shallow water as well."

In spite of himself, he smiled, "Let's go then,"

"Hey, Vinny!"

That was the only warning he got before a splash of cool saltwater came his way. He spluttered at the assault of salt in his mouth, managed to close his eyes but not his mouth on time.

"Why you—" His indignant response scarcely got the chance to come out of his mouth before another splash of seawater went his way. "Come back here!"

Unfortunately, you have the initiative in this meant you already had a headstart by the time he recovered enough to follow you into deeper water. Truly, he couldn't see how you thought you'd get out of this unscathed once you declared war on him.

He'd have you dunked into the water the moment he got his hands on you. "I'll get you back for this!" His warning rang hollow when he failed to catch up with you.

It would've been his victory had both of you been on land, but neither you nor he had an advantage when it came to waddling through the current of water.

As he got close to snatch you, his hand managed to catch on something else instead. The pull came to him unconsciously and by the time his sense gathered enough for him to know what was going on, he was already holding a piece of elastic fabric in his hand. You, on another hand, had sunken down to the water to the point where only your head was visible.

"Uh..."

He glanced at the bikini top then glanced back at you. With your back facing him, he couldn't see what you were feeling, but he knew you were probably no better than him a moment earlier.

Guess that was payback enough. No need for him to pursue his vengeance further. He lost interest, anyway.

"Can I have it back?" You peeked back at him nervously, your arms were covering the front of your chest.

It was then that Vinny noticed he was standing around shell-shocked for a solid minute, not knowing what to do with the situation at hand. Once again, mortified, his embarrassment morphed into anger.

"Fuck, this is what I warned you about." Vinny handed the bikini top to you, covering his face with his other hand. "Damn thing got too many strings."

"Sorry!"

He clicked his tongue, turning away the moment you received the item back from him.

It was not so much the fact that he was trying to not look, more so that he was battling how responsive his own blood was to his bashfulness. He was only trying to collect himself while you tried to recover from this little incident.

The second worry came to him the second he got over himself. His eyes darted around to ensure no one else saw what happened. As he kept check for any unwanted voyeur, he waddled over to shield you with his body.

Likely an unnecessary action with the coverage that the sea provided, but he didn't want to take any chances.

"Thanks," you smiled up at him gratefully, but like before, Vinny tried to keep his eyes away.

"Yeah, yeah, it was my fault anyway," he muttered, "don't wear something with so many strings next time."

Once you secured the knots of your top once more, you rose back up to his level. Arguably, you'd probably need to tiptoe on a stool to face him, but it was better than when you were submerged under the water.

"I mean, it was a little funny," you said, "could've been worse."

Vinny scoffed, but there was no heart in it. "We're going back to the beach," he took your hand in his, fingers intertwined, "maybe building castles or some shit would keep us out of troubles for once."

"Okay~"

Really, it was only the morning of the first day. Vinny already dreaded what awaited him over the course of the trip.

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