why don't we imagines

moonlight pt.2 (d.s.)

a/n: hey, i feel like this isn't that great but I really hope you enjoy it, even though it says 'pt.2′ you can read the parts on their own if you wish.

summary: daniel and you spend the morning at the beach. inspired by all too well (taylor's version)

Your love was like the moon. It was eternal. Sometimes dim, other times bright. And much like the faithful moon, love was always there through your relationship, the best, the worst and even the moments where it was hidden in the darkness.

In the light of dawn, rested two striped beach towels, two pairs of shoes settled in the sand, and not much else but a couple yearning for peace before the sun ushered in the unavoidable morning. Daniel laid back with a tired sigh, the buttons of his shirt were undone and the early sun casted down onto his toned stomach. You admired him as you sat cross-legged on the sand, your hands drifting through the sand mindlessly.

Malibu was the epitome of relaxation; palm trees fluttering in the breeze, ripples lapping against rocks, the summer sun painting a work of art right before you, and Daniel took his opportunity to relax seriously, making himself comfortable with his hat over his eyes and barely a word had fallen from his lips from the moment he'd got there. Your eyes were focused on the ocean ahead as you watched the water dribble onto the shore and recoil into its huge expanse over and over.

"Daniel," You peered down at him, "let's go out into the water." You shook his arm lazily, urging him to look up at you.

"I came here to relax, not swim." He peeked at you behind the hat resting on his face.

"Oh, come on, we have the whole beach to ourselves." You held up your arms and turned in every direction as if to show him the emptiness of the beach. "The sun is shining; the birds are chirping." Your eyes scanned the bare sand. A few seagulls were roaming about for what could only be morsels of food and the growing sunshine rippled upon the salt-water waves. Your mind could grasp the salty taste and freshness of the waves despite the distance and made your enthusiasm grow even more.

"Just give me five more minutes," Daniel mumbled sleepily, shifting onto his side with a dismissive wave.

"Fine," You surrendered, pushing yourself up onto your feet. You glanced at Daniel one last time and tisked at his laziness before padding down to shore. Neither of you had brought a swimsuit that morning since your main objective was to just soak in the sunrise in the other's sweet company - the both of you dressed in loose shorts and shirts - but you could never sit still for too long. It was merely a quality ingrained in your tender heart and ever growing in your kind soul. There was always something to do in your mind. Something new to feel and explore.

You stood at the shoreline, toes curling into the warm sand beneath your feet as the cool water washed over your ankles. The cold sensation had you flinching back a moment, and your giggles sailing across the beach were practically the only spark of life this early in the morning. Once you got used to it, the water just felt soothing against your skin, and the sun warmed you perfectly. Daniel caught the pleasant sound of your joy in an instant and he dropped his hat to look at you. He expected nothing different to the sight of you frolicking in the shallows of the sea. Despite your silliness, he sat wondering how he got so blessed to have you in his life. He always thanked his lucky stars for you and this time was no different.

Daniel found himself walking towards the shore, and he shared a timid smile with you as you looked back over at him.

"So now you're joining me?" You tisked playfully, walking towards him with your arms crossed over your chest and Daniel came bounding along the sand to meet you. You squealed as you were lifted off the ground from his strong embrace, his arms wrapping around your waist like he hadn't just seen you moments ago.

"I just missed you," He rolled his eyes, a cheeky smile played on his lips, and he lowered you carefully to the ground.

There was something so serene about the beach doused in the sun's rays, the moon hanging in a clear morning sky, the sparkling sea and the encompassing birdsong, and you found yourself asking, "May I have this dance?" Your tone was overly charming for the sake of the perfect romantic setting surrounding you.

"Me?" He poked his chest with his index finger.

"Who else?"

"I think you'll regret it once you see me dance, baby. I'll look like an idiot"

"No worries, we'll just look like idiots together," you shrugged.

Daniel caved and slapped his hand in yours, pulling you into his arms again. The ocean lived with its magical life as you held each other, swaying lazily to the rhythmic waves, under the summer sun and moon's watchful eye. No matter how cliché or silly it seemed, it was fun. Nobody was there to judge or stare anyway. Daniel gave you plentiful twirls under his arm, admiring your graceful spins before he pulled you into his arms once more. Then he dipped you down low, one hand around your waist and the other securely across your back, and the two of you were nose to nose. Your foot habitually kicked high into the air, and before you knew it, you were back on both feet again, breathless and smiling so much your cheeks hurt.

Without even a moment to speak, Daniel pushed his lips onto yours, halting your movements. His kiss had swept you off your feet, your arms weakly forming fistfuls of the back of his shirt and knees ready to give out any second. Your kisses slowed down so he could savour the sweet taste of your lips and once the pace of your breathing quickened, Daniel pulled back. Neither of you spoke for a moment while you relished in the moment of bliss.

"Oh Dani, that was so cheesy." You breathed, pressing a palm to your face.

He beamed down at you. "It was fun though,"

Summer was truly your season of blossoming romance, of love that, at times, you found hard to believe was real. But among many other mornings, days, and nights you held dear to your heart, this morning reminded you that it most definitely was. Time ticked on with silly dancing and graceful sways, genuine smiles, and that unspoken word of adoration.