My various short stories, thoughts and headcannons about Love and Deepspace.
I publish them first in my tumblr blog ( link in bio), then with some delay here as well.
A drabble that is part of my 1k follower celebration on my tumblr blog. Based on a prompt game.
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Walking towards Rafayel at the shore, you observe him gesturing around vividly. The afternoon sun bathes him in a warm golden light and his arms fly around as he seems to have a discussion with a marine creature at his feet, a crab as you soon recognize after. As you close the short distance at the beach and arrive beside him, you hear him scolding the crustacean.
"Using the same move over and over again makes you quite predictable. You know that, right?" as the crab crawls away into the ocean's water, seemingly unfazed by the painter's complaints.
With a giggle, you crouch down beside him at the shore. "Are you beefing with your sea friends again?"
Rafayel turns to you and crosses his arms in front of his chest, making his white shirt tighten around his broad shoulders. "Who's beefing? These crabs are just no fun to play with. Only use scissors! How boring~" before he turns away to present his adorable pout.
"Oh god, he's so cute!" you think, trying not to laugh at his hilarious shenanigans. Instead, you follow an impulse that conquers your every cell at the endearing sight of him.
You grab his chin and turn it toward you again. With a gentle push of your fingers, you squeeze his puffed cheeks and put a short kiss on his puckered plush lips.
Surprised wide ocean eyes are the result and with a broad smile you add with all the affection you feel right now "My silly little fish."
Rafayel's face turns into an adoringly red hue and embarrassed he catches your wrist with one hand and pulls you into him.
"This silly fish deserves more than being bullied after not seeing you for a week."
You land safely in his chest and caged in his strong arms, you fall over into the soft sand that is soothingly warm from the afternoon sun. The Lemurian silences your giggles with a hungry gaze and kisses you like a starving man in the desert.
