BREATHE [✔]

15.Beach Bros or Big Bros

Chester

"What's that? " 

"This. " Conrad said purposely avoiding the place I was obviously pointing at while removing his shirt.

"No. That, Just above your left hip bone," I said moving closer.

"You mean my sexy ass muscles?" He smirked.

" Of course not. I mean you Mr-I-would-rather-die-than-get-a-shot scardey pants have a tattoo?" I squeaked embarrassingly excited. And amused.

"Oh, this," he said tracing his hand along the funny squiggly lines. "I like to call it temporary insanity."

"Why? is it your tramp stamp? One night stand gone wrong or something? "

"Haha. " he laughed sarcastically with a slight blush colouring his cheeks before breathing out "Kinda "  in a whisper.

And with that, I couldn't help but laugh hysterically because my mind was flooded with a drunk brave but scared Conrad getting a tattoo that looks like it took time. Happy to say that said daydream involved some passing out and freaking out like a five-year-old too. I barely managed to stifle my laughter when I saw the slight frown on his face as he traced the area slowly.

"So? What does it mean because if it's random symbols that probably spell chicken nuggets I won't be able to handle it? " I said smiling like an idiot.

His face beamed with a bright smile as he looked up at me now "No, that part I was actually conscious as a subconscious can be. "

I nodded signalling him to go on. Smiling like a fool because I was still reeling from the mental images of a passed-out Conrad after seeing the needle.

"It's umm, actually Enochian," he said rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes grew wistful as he recalled the story behind the words. " They call it the language of the angels. "

" May I?" I asked moving even closer to him.
He did not answer immediately but he did nod.

Invading his personal space I let my left hand trail along with the writings above his hipbone. It made me feel like I was doing something forbidden yet enticing.  As I trailed my fingers across the scribbles I felt electricity shoot from my fingertips all the way through my hand. Conrad let out a shaky breath as if he felt the current too.

"So what does it mean?" I whispered with my hand still on his skin. Suddenly noticing that I was a little to close. Basically breathing each other exhaled air.

"You are enough so exist loudly. " He answers voice as low as mine. While his eyes stared back into mine. It felt so intimate like he was reading my very soul.

"Why that?" I replied noticing that my voice still came out as a whisper and my eyes still remained stuck on his.

Just like that, he retracted his whole body away from me taking a step back. It all happened so fast I remained stunned by the sudden movement.

"Umm I think we should get back to the others they will be wondering where we went. "He responded voice clipped and all signs of excitement erased from his voice.

I guess the moment was over. So much for weekend fun at the beach. Holding the left side of the cooler we were supposed to be getting I gestured for Conrad to get the other side. He grabbed it and started talking endlessly about some form of new rock album he had discovered. My heart was thrashing loudly in my ribcage as if just a kilojoule more of energy would power it up to escape.  The way he transitioned from closed off to full-on happiness almost gave me whiplash. It was a sudden but a welcome change even though my mind couldn't stop thinking about his tattoo it's meaning his hip bones and the way the air seemed to be charged with electricity every time we so much as bumped into each other. Part of me blamed Precè for making me aware of what was going on around me I was fine until he mentioned it.