Never Fly Too Close To The Sun

Park That Thought

After parking her bike and locking it up in the centre of the town's high street, Chloe joined Beca down a narrow side street who was questioningly staring at the building before them.

"'Freshly Squeezed'?" The brunette smirked at the name of the small store with mysteriously dark/blacked-out windows.

"Mmhmm," Chloe hummed, giving Beca a lack of a proper reply before gently gripping the smaller girl's wrist and dragging her inside.

A cool blast of air conditioning hit the girls as they stepped over the threshold and Beca inhaled through her nose to take in the combination of fruity scents in the air.

"Do you come here every morning to get your fruity smell?" The quizzical girl joked.

Turning back to wink at the girl behind her, the ginger responded, "Yup, every morning at 6am on the dot". Beca chuckled as they came to a stop in front of a large overhead board. Its bold writing was spread into varying brightly coloured boxes and it all quickly became clear: they sold fresh, home-made smoothies & juices. The board was divided due to the flavours of drinks they offered - for example, mango and other exotic fruits were written in an orange box, while berries were in a crimson box.

"You know what you want?" Chloe queried, snapping Beca away from her thoughts.

"Hmm? Oh I think I'll go for.. a berry blast?"

"Good choice," the ginger reassured, before saying to the man behind the counter, "One Berry Blast & one Mint Mystery please".

Once she'd paid (and refused to accept Beca's money, reminding her it was a date), the two walked to a park around the corner.

In the playpark children squealed and chased one another energetically around the equipment. Whereas, on the grassy field surrounding it couples and groups of friends lounged in the surprising sunlight. A cycle and pedestrian-friendly path bordered the outskirts of the park and was shadowed by a symmetrical line of light green beech trees.

Chloe found a spot on the dry emerald grass which wasn't too close to anyone else and sat down. Following her lead, the brunette crouched and placed their cold drinks between them.

"You know, you didn't have to carry them," Chloe smiled thoughtfully.

"It was the least I could do," Beca grinned back, "Plus, you even said that I'm a gentleman". Beca's wink made the ginger blush, but not before she'd thought of a reply.

"After this morning I'm not sure how gentle.. Eager maybe.. Experienced also. And as for man part, I couldn't care less what your gender is."

Frowning, Beca started to speak, "Wait.. Did I pressure you into more than you wanted? Shit I'm sorry, I shouldn't hav-"

"I was just joking, Becs," Chloe reassured as she simultaneously placed a comforting hand on the brunette's forearm. The concerned girl's immediate reaction as goose bumps appeared was to tense (and the ginger admired the way that Beca's muscles popped out slightly from her slender arms). However, after a few seconds, her body appeared to relax again despite Chloe maintaining subtle contact.

"Anyway," she continued with a mischievous tone, "I definitely wasn't complaining". This comment lit Beca's eyes up a little to resume their usual intensity and Chloe gladly started to be absorbed into their impassioned stare.

Leaning a little closer, the ginger whispered, "If we hadn't been interrupted who knows what we'd be up to right now". Beca blushed and Chloe giggled at how easy it was to tease the smaller girl. In response, the brunette crossed her arms like a disgruntled toddler and pouted dramatically.