Feysand/Feyrhys one-shots<3

Beach Trip~ Part 1

(ThIS ONE INCLUDES ALL INNER CIRCLE TOO, NOT JUST FEYSAND- haha IK IK but I just had to add them.)

After all that went on during the war with Hybern, the inner circle decided a vacation was well-overdue.
It was picking where that oh-so-special retreat was, that was the hardest, apparently.
"Plllllleeeeaaaseee, can we agree on the beach?" Mor was almost on her hands and knees.
The six sat strewn about the couches of the House of Wind. Cassian occupied the recliner, Feyres feet were propped on Rhys's on the side, and Mor and Amren both took the middle cushions.
Azriel was not on the couches, because of course not everyone wanted to go to the beach.
"Im just saying we should consider other places!" The shadow masters arms where now crossed. Mor's crossed as well.
"What, scared of a little sun burn?" Cassian let out a quiet oooooohhhhh.
"No! Nooo!" Mor huffed. "Ok, maybe a little."
"HAHA! Awww Az, can we all not be dysfunctional for once and agree? Please say yes! Actually, we'll still go, with you or not, but I'd be so upset if you didn't come."
"For you....." they all tensed.
"GOODNESS ILL GO" Cassian then practically sprang up, patting his brother too obnoxiously on the back.
"Then it's settled! The BEACHHH! I trust we all know how to swim, yes?" Rhys playfully started objecting but Feyre flicked his nose twice, shushing the High lord.
The six got up, and all swore they'd be back in no more than five minutes. As Azriel took Mors hand to quickly winnow them both for their stuff, Rhys scooped up Feyre.
"Oi, mr. Batty watt, you know how to build a sand castle?" Rhys's eyes danced.
"Only thy best, especially for his darling." They started to fade, Rhys winnowing the two.

"Mines gonna be so much gods-damned better."
"High lady, you make me more frightened than the possibility of a sunburn."