Ambivalent [JackalxReaders]

The View [Surfer!JackalxReader]

The beach was by far your favourite place. The feeling of the illuminating sun soaking into your pores was a welcome one, the salty smell of the sea one of your favourites. While the pristine white sand and sound of crystal waves crashing against the surface, as well as the overall atmosphere of the location, were extraordinary, there was one reason you absolutely loved the beach; the view.

Your eyes followed the figure, watching as it glided across the surface of the clear blue waves. From here on the sand you could see him fairly clearly, making out most of his features with ease, which pleased you greatly. His body manoeuvred the board beneath his feet easily, balancing his weight and leading him across the water expertly. His shoulder-length honey brown hair flowed in the breeze, trailing behind him as he rode the waves. As he executed a magnificent twist, you could only smile at the smug look on his face as the other surfers looked at him in awe.

Reluctantly, you made your way up to the small shop at the edge of the stand and joined the others in the short line. You chuckled slightly under your breath as you looked out of the window, not surprised to find Jackal showing off to the eager onlookers, most of which were female. It didn't bother you as much as it should have; which confused many of your friends and your family. You reached the counter and ordered some hot chips, and an ice cream for yourself to eat as you waited, before handing over the change you had in your pocket. "I was wondering when you'd come for some food, you guys heading home soon?" The waitress and a somewhat friend, May, asked. You simply nodded and grabbed the food, eager to return to your little show, "probably, you know how he is though."

You returned to your towel and eagerly sat down, placing the chips before you and facing the water. You took a few licks of the cold food and grinned, it was delicious, as always. Your eyes returned to the water, just in time to see him wading through the water towards you, a smirk spread across his handsome face. Your eyes trailed down to his chest and you exhale deeply, watching the water drip off of his tanned skin. Slowly, they trailed their way back up his body until your eyes met, and they remained that way until he reached you. Spearing his board into the sand, he eagerly plopped down beside you and sighed, "like what you see?" You smiled and rolled your eyes, punching him softly in the shoulder as he started flexing his abs.

He devoured the chips within minutes, shovelling into his mouth like he was starving. Once finished, he eyed off your half-eaten ice cream. "Hey, babe, feel like sharing?" You scoffed and shook your head, "as if." His eyes widened and he smirked, as if this was a challenge, before leaning in and taking a massive bite out of the side. You let out a screech and wrenched the cone away, glaring at him, "not fair!" Your antics were rewarded with a deep chuckle that sent shivers down your spine. Standing up, you crossed your arms and walked off towards the showers, devouring the rest of the ice cream as you did so.

You turned the lever on the wooden post and stepped under the cold spray, rubbing off the sand that had plastered itself to your skin. Bending over to work the annoying substance off the bottoms of your legs, you felt his eyes on you. Still angry over his betrayal, you stood back up and finished removing the sand before turning off the tap and going to grab the towel beside you. Before you could do so, two warm hands grabbed you from behind and spun you around, bringing you face to face with your boyfriend, "I absolutely love that bikini." You raised and eyebrow and pushed him away, turning back towards your towel; only to be stopped by the feeling of your bikini string coming undone. "Jackal!" You flushed, wrenching away from him and you held the straps in place. He laughed hysterically, holding his toned stomach and patting his knee repeatedly, "sorry, I like it better off." You tried to scowl, but it ended up turning into a grin before you shook your head, "bloody idiot."

You leant on the boiling car door as he strapped his surf board to the roof racks, watching in fascination as the muscles in his arms worked. When finished, he turned back around and rubbed his hands together before grabbing his t-shirt off the back seat. As he went to pull the shirt on, you reached out and stopped him, "no, you can leave it off." Snickering, he chucked it back into the vehicle and pulled you closer until you were pressed up against his chest, "have you finally forgiven me, [your name]?" He asked smugly. "No, what you did was horrible," you paused and a grin spread across your features, "but, I might be...persuaded." Smirking, he spread his hands across your waist and leant down, brushing his lips against yours. "I can be very persuasive." You didn't doubt it.

After making out for well over half and hour in the car park, before getting told to leave by more then one individual, you finally left the beach. Looking over towards Jackal, you sighed in happiness. You'd decided that your favourite place would be wherever this exquisite male was; and not just because of the beautiful view.