𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 ✧ 𝙜𝙖𝙬𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣

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Although he's expecting it, Awsten can't help but be surprised as he hears a gentle knock on the door. Mentally, he laughs. The idea that Geoff got up and walked the fairly short distance to his apartment at this time is warming, so when he stands up to open the door, he's smiling.

Upon the sight he sees, Awsten laughs out loud. Geoff is stood in front of him and two large, seemingly heavy towels are hanging off his shoulders and causing him to slouch. His mouth however is upturned and his eyes are crinkled, and Awsten swears he's never seen anything cuter.

"Hey, go get some swimwear on dipshit."

"Uh, okay?" Awsten hesitates by the door for a second, contemplating whether he should invite Geoff in or leave it open.

"I'll wait out here." Geoff smiles in response, waving his hand to edge the other on.

"Right." Awsten scurries back indoors and walks to his allocated room, where he proceeds to shuffle through the endless amount of useless clothes until he finds the item he's looking for. His pants are off and replaced by the trunks quickly. He throws his tshirt off and looks at himself in the mirror for a split second before hurrying back to where the other boy is waiting for him.

"D'you need help?"

"Oh right, just because I'm short and these look heavy you assume I need assistance?" Geoff sasses at him.

"Uh-"

"Because in that case you're right. This shit hurts my shoulders, damn." The brunette smiles and hands the load to the taller. Both boys make their way towards the little white gate and Geoff pulls a keychain with around twenty keys on. He looks through them and stops at a rather small one with pretty sharp edges. With a quick spin and click, the metal gives way and the duo are able to make it to the soft grass. Awsten dumps the towels underneath an umbrella and turns to the other boy.

"You ready?"

"Yeah."

"Not gonna change?" He questions.

"Uh," Geoff fumbles with the hem of his t-shirt and shakes his head. "No, it's okay." Awsten stops himself from asking questions, deciding he'll find out in due time. "Right, let's go then. I didn't get out of bed at this time and carry those towels for us NOT to swim."

Without argument, Awsten takes a run up and jumps into the pool. He stays underwater for around twenty seconds before resurfacing and shaking his head. Droplets of ice cold water shoot out in all directions, and Geoff just chuckles.

"You coming in or not, sunboy?"

"Don't know. Might sit here and watch you swim. Maybe stare a bit at places I shouldn't."

"Well that's not very pg. I think you should come in here and maybe I'll give you a piggy back ride." Awsten offers, smiling and the childish expression on Geoff's face.

"Tempting. Might take that offer." Geoff smiles and walks over to the steps. He dips one foot in and pulls way. "Holy shit. This is so cold how aren't you dying?"

"It's not, you just gotta get used to it. C'mon or I'll pull you in."

"You wouldn't."

Awsten doesn't reply, just calmly walks over to the other. He looks up at him and not a second later he's got an iron grip on Geoff's small wrists and is pulling him headfirst into the water. With a scream, Geoff resurfaces and smacks Awsten as he shivers.

"I hate you, holy shit it's so cold I'm going to die oh God oh shit-" Awsten cuts him off by picking him up and hoisting him onto his back. Geoff immediately wraps his arms around the purple-haired boys neck, enjoying the body heat radiating of him.

"Don't let go or else you'll fall." Awsten warns and starts moving before Geoff can make another smartass remark.

At first, it's just a gentle walk along the pool. But after two laps around, Awsten decides to speed up - as much as he possibly can in the water - and Geoff is a laughing mess and badly attempting to muffle the sounds in Awsten's shoulder.

"You tired?"

"No."

"Well you're not the one carrying someone on your back. I'm tired so I'm going to sit." Awsten sticks his tongue out and quickly swims to the step stones separating the shallow and deep part of the pool. He grabs onto the edge and pulls himself up. Geoff pouts from the other side and starts doggy paddling to the other, running out of breath with every move. By the time he's made it, he's wheezing.

"Didn't know I was that unfit wow."

"You're not. But doggy style really is not the most efficient way of swimming." Awsten laughs.

"Shut up it's much more relaxed."

"Sure, you seem very relaxed."

"To repeat myself, shut up." Geoff mutters and pulls himself up to sit on the stone beside his companion.

In the moment, Awsten just can't stop himself from staring. The streetlight is illuminating Geoff's face in just the perfect way, making his tanned skin glow. His eyes are wide and blue and bright and just beautiful. His hair is wet and slicked back, poking forward from behind his neck due to the length. A singular, silver hoop is hanging from his left ear with water droplets laying in the inner curve. His cheeks are flushed a soft shade of pink and his lips are parted. And by God, Awsten knows he shouldn't be doing this but as Geoff runs a hand through his hair he simply can't help it as he starts leaning forward and he can't help cupping the others jaw and he certainly can't help it as his lips press gently against the soft, oh so soft, ones of the other. Momentarily, he hesitates. But that's only momentarily as soon enough Geoff is pressing back, gently yet firmly and Awsten feels like fireworks are going off in his chest as his heart thumps harshly against his ribcage and he can feel the blood travelling to his cheeks and making him blush. However, all moments have an ending, and this one ends with a loud and breathless giggle.

"Hey." Geoff whispers,  pulling a move like any girl in a teen romance film does as his fingers ghost over his own lips.

"Hi." Awsten answers, voice just as lost yet happy.