Road Trip // D.S. // To Hawaii

two

I had just woken up from Daniel's voice. I'm wearing shorts and a t-shirt under the silk white blanket.

"Y/n, wake up" Daniel says, trying his best to move the mattress.

"Mnumnha" I sleepily speak, as I was so close to falling back asleep when I feel an impact on my back. Daniel had jumped on me, to get me out of bed.

"Get up" he says and rolls us both to the floor.

"Ow" I groan "I just want sleep" I whine

"You can get sleep tonight" Daniel says standing up and easily pulling me with him all the way to the kitchen.

"Oooo, food" I smile and take a seat at the table.

"What do you wanna do today?" Daniel asks, putting a plate in front of me then for himself.

"I don't know, we could go to the beach" I take a glance through the window at the beautiful beach "or we could go on a trial?"

"We could do both" he smiles "eventually" he serves both of us eggs and pancakes "we can walk around for a bit and then go to the beach for sunset"

"Yeah, that sounds good" I smile before beginning to eat my breakfast.

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"Daniel! I don't want to jump!" I pull myself away from the cliffs edge.

"C'mon I promise it will be fun" he smiles, taking his hands from mine to my waist.

"If you think fun is almost dying, I don't want to be apart of it"

"You're not going to die" he says "I'm right here" he sighs "just one time"

"One time?"

"Yeah, and I'll jump with you" he smiles hopeful

"Mhm" I put my hands on his shoulders "you really want me to jump, don't you?" I ask and he nods "okay" I sigh "I'll do it"

"Yes!" He picks me up and gently places me next to the edge. "Okay, so on three we'll jump"

"Okayy"

"Hey, be excited. It's fun, I promise" he says holding my hand and swinging it.

"Okay!" I laugh

"That's the spirit" he laughs, taking a step back pulling me with him "one...two...thrEE!" he counts down running at three.

Once we jumped, I felt my stomach drop. Then we actually fell, as short as it was. It felt so long that we were in the air. We screamed in joy, while we crashed into the water. Taking a breath of air before.

We break through the water at the same time. Huge smiles on the both of us. I chock up a laugh, a little shocked I actually did it. He pulls me closer and gives me a kiss. "Wasn't it fun?" He asks and I nod "told you" he whispers and we move to go back up the cliff.

Easily convincing me to jump a few more times. While he jumped doing some cool tricks on his own while I took some pictures and videos for memories.

As the sun set, we were peacefully sitting on the beach. My head leaned against his shoulder. His head leaned on mine. My left hand intertwined with his right.

Listening to the waves as they eased at shore. The small sand crabs not visible anymore. The stars just beginning to peek through as we walk back home.

Taking notice in some cheers and singing. We happily make our way over, to see a cookout type. We wave as we entered and we sat down at a fireplace. Just us two, with people around us. We got handed some marshmallows and graham crackers.

"I haven't made these in forever" I explain

"Neither have I" Daniel says twirling his marshmallow on a steal stick over the fire. I laugh once his got caught on fire, blowing it out and putting it back again.

"I can't tell whose is better" I twirl my gray marshmallow, that obviously took in too much smoke. Then glancing at Dani's that his a crisp layer of black.

"Definitely mine" he smiles smoothly taking the crisp layer off and revealing a gooey white marshmallow.

My jaw dropped slightly as I spoke "I didn't know you could do that" I speak looking at my marshmallow and trying to do the same.

Daniel laughs at my attempt and pout "yours isn't cooked enough"

"Whatever" I huff and grab some graham crackers and pulling the marshmallow off the stick with one on each side. Easy as that I take a bite out of the s'more "not too bad"

"My s'more is better" Daniel says taking a bite of his.

"Is it really a s'more if it doesn't have chocolate?" I ask

"Yours doesn't either so you can't talk" he defends

I simply laugh finishing my "s'more" and making another one. This time turning a faint golden on the side and burnt on the top. Daniel's the second time around turned mostly gold. Obviously bragging of his lucky skills.

"I still think it was a fluke" I explain

"Nah, I just have excellent s'more making skills" he laughs

"Yeah? How about you make another one?"

"Um, well my skills ware out so it might not turn out as good" he speaks scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah, sure" I scoff playfully. As he tries again, burning the marshmallow. Then he tries again explaining he messed up. This outcome having a side of the faint golden color. "Yeah definitely a fluke" I laugh

"Whatever, mine are better than yours" he argues playfully

"and I can't deny that" I smile, standing up.

"going home?" He asks and I nod before he stands up. Hand in hand laughter flowing between us as we walk home from a wonderful day out.