Hidden in the sand

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He didn't know why, but her words stuck with him throughout the night. No response was given at the moment and he'd actually gotten up then and there leaving her at the end of the dock.

There were too many thoughts floating around his head, too many and annoyingly enough majority of them revolved around this mysterious girl.

It's been awhile since someone's put this much effort into even approaching the subject of friendship, sure it was an odd point in time but if his mind hadn't let it go then clearly he wouldn't mind the idea of said friendship.

Once again finding himself at the end of the dock he stood instead of taking a seat, his foot tapped against the wooden planks in an almost anxious manner before soft steps caught his attention.

"I thought for sure I scared you away yesterday." Her soft voice spoke up from behind him as she neared, her smaller stature showing clearly since this time around they were both standing.

Holding back the urge to roll his eyes the man released a breath, "Almost." Pursing his lips right after his gaze flickered towards the sea before falling back onto her awaiting whatever else she had to say.

"Well, now that you've decided to take up my offer I guess I'll give you my name. (Y/N) at your service." A smile followed her sentence and he finally had a name for a face, the two fitting quite perfectly.

Realizing that it was his turn to introduce himself another sigh left him, "Abbacchio." It was the only thing he uttered but that seemed to be enough for her. The smile sprawled out across her face practically rivaled that of the setting sun.

"Seems fitting." Humming that out with the same smile as before she drew closer, stopping a foot or so away from the man, her arms leaned out across the rickety railing yet her attention still remained on the white haired man.

"So what kind of music do you like?" Tugging his gaze away from the water towards where she stood he couldn't help but raise a brow faintly, it wasn't exactly a question he'd expected to be asked but at least it wasn't intrusive.

"Different kinds."

Rolling her eyes at the response she clarified the questions, "Any specific musicians?" At that she could see him ponder of an answer, his ombre hues briefly flickered up to meet hers before trialing back towards the water.

"Claudio Monteverdi." He was a man of few words from what she could gather, but that was fine she wasn't going to push him to speak anymore than what he was comfortable nor wanted to.

"Opera right? Not what I'd expected but he makes a lot of good music." He was pleasantly surprised with the notion that she knew who he was referring to but still remained quiet, allowing the subtle waved below to fill the silence.

Beginning to tap her fingers along the surface of the railing she pondered over what else to bring up only coming up blank. She didn't want to seem intrusive with her questions nor wanted to annoy him with them.

"What about you?" Turning her head towards the tall man she carried a look of visible surprise, she didn't expect for him to want to start another conversation.

"About me what?"

A cross between a scoff and laugh briefly left the man's lips, "Music you like?"

Blinking a few times she pursed her lips letting out a short 'oh', her cheeks faintly tinted pink from embarrassment but she answered the question nonetheless. "I like a lot of different music to be honest, although currently it leans more towards alternative rock and grunge."

Nodding his head in response to her answer he let out a low hum, she didn't seem like the type of person to listen to something like that. But then again he didn't look like the type of person who listened to opera music.

"Any favorite songs?" Once again he found the question slipping out, his mind wanting to keep the conversation going even if it was for a few more fleeting seconds.

Watching her purse her lips in thought she began tapping her foot against the dock's wooden flooring, fingers still tracing the top of the railing.

"There's a song called Creep by radiohead that I currently really like, it just makes me feel. . .giddy? I guess? Like I can pretend to be in a dramatic music video with it, is what I mean." Trying to explain a bit as to why she really liked that song in particular her words were cut off by the man letting out a hum.

He was someone who enjoyed a variety of music so perhaps he'd look into that song and band later to see what exactly you were going on about.

"You're strange."

"And you're tall, dark and mysterious."