And even if someone had a picture to prove it, he would’ve denied blushing at the intensity. Only after a minute of not answering, Sebastian noticed the warm and icy gaze of the farmer still resting on him. The cigarettes were still resting inside his pocket, but he chose against lighting one, knowing that the other despised their smell. He was just going to buy a new pack of cigarettes at the store and saw the brown curls vanish behind the trees, that separated town and beach. Hearing it made warm shivers crawl up and down his spine to finally settle in his stomach. Or did your opinion on the temperature suddenly change?” “Is there a particular reason you chose to visit me this fine night? I thought you’d rather spend the warm days and nights indoors. Hell, they were the reason why he came here in the first place. The strange and unwanted thoughts just kept coming and it became continuously harder to ignore them. His stupid mind convinced him that, if he were to ever experience their strong gentleness, he might never get enough of it. So dangerous that Sebastian avoided their touch at all cost. The farmer was frequently seen tending to fragile animals and plants. Couldn’t even help but sit down beside him when he pat a close spot on the dock, inviting the loner to spend his loneliness with him. Sebastian probably looked silly, just staring at the young farmer.īut he truly couldn’t help it. His hair was undone this night and wild curls were thrown around ruthlessly by the salty breeze. Keep calm, deep breaths.’Īll scolding thought was lost once again when the object of their distraught glanced over at the dark haired man and gave him a small smile. You’re not supposed to think stuff like that. While dark curls lost themselves in the shadows, white streaks glowed as if woven from the moonlight itself. If the young man right before him had noticed anything, he chose not to lose a word about it and just continued humming and dangling his feet through the waves. Quicker than anticipated he reached the first wooden step, that led to the path over the midnight sea. A worried glance, a shivering, unsure breath and the feet of his observer started moving, as if he didn’t have any control over them. Now the only sound that didn’t quite fit the scenery was the low humming of a young man dipping his feet in the water. A dry summer night wasn’t quite unusual, but it had been a long time since he last had heard the soft waves hitting sun warmed sand without the consistent sound of rain falling onto the docks.
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