The Guy At The Beach ( b x b )

A guy was sitting on the beach, the waves lapping at his feet and the occasional breeze that swept his hair off his face and then back to his face again.

Tiny drops of rain began to fall, starting with a drizzle and gradually increasing in intensity until you couldn't see anything within a two metre radius of yourself.

Sebastian liked the rain. He liked the after smell of the rain, the sound that it made and they effect it had on the things around him.

He loved how it blurred his vision until he couldn't tell whether it was the rain or his tears. The beach was a whole new thing when it rained.

The soft sand that usually slipped through his fingers would now stick to his skin. The waves would crash with more vigour than usual. And there would be no one is sight.

He didn't notice when someone else came and sat beside him. He almost didn't notice when a bottle of gin was pushed into his hand and he drank.

He drank until the bottle was finished and the rain was finally slowing down.

Or maybe it was just him.

He rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand and looked and the person sitting next to him. He only managed to get a quick look of his eyes before their lips crashed.

His eyes were blue. As blue as the ocean when it rained.

And hence he would always remember him as the guy at the beach. Not because they met at the beach but becuase his eyes reminded Sebastian of the ocean.

He reminded Sebastian of home.

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Welcome to The Guy At The Beach by BS_Writes.