Heart dropped his limp, tired body near the door.
“Who knew squeezing coconuts is such hard work. I ache everywhere.” He pouted.
“Look, my hands are red. I think I have a blister here.”
“Oh, you babies, you are not used to hard work. It is almost time to eat. I will make dinner, but I don’t like anyone in my kitchen while I am busy.”
“It’s a small house already, and a bunch of hungry boys salivating over my shoulders as the smells come and tickle their noses. Is not my idea of a fun evening.”
“There is the room or the beach to hide in. Finn will be in his room calling his brother. I suggest you pick the beach, it’s cooler there. Nicer breeze too.”
“You’re kicking us out.” Heart said in good humor.
“Yes, here take some watermelon. Go have a snack and play on the beach.” Anong said.
Heart looked up at Saint.
“Ah, right?”
“Okay, we are going.” Saint said with good humor, smiling cheerfully down at Anong, who in a day had become a sweet motherly figure to the both of them.
He glanced over and noticed Heart was staring at him oddly.
They got on their shoes and walked out into the growing darkness as the sun set.
“What?” He asked.
“It’s nothing.” Heart said softly.
“No, what?”
“Tell me. You can’t stare at me like that then say nothing.”
“It’s just…”
“You, you smiled.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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“Yo mbegrf, P rwlif.”
“P’w j tewjc yflcu. Cgfc’a P? Zs fwbalbcr mtjcuf abb.”
“P mjc’a pera yf bcf fwbalbc jii ws ilof.”
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Saint scoffed. “Well, I am better at it than you. But then again, most people are. Since your emotions play across your face like a movie.”
Heart trailed behind him holding the small plate with the watermelon on it.
The wind whipped around them.
Hearts fluffy hair blew around in it, wild and free. Saint watched him patiently, watching, engraving this moment in his mind as the sun melted into the horizon.
“I love this.”
“This what?” Heart asked.
Saint turned to him.
“The honesty. All day, every day I am surrounded by people who want something from me. Who will, lie, cheat, steal, blackmail, suck up to me to try and get their way? To try to find a way into a place they don’t belong.”
“But nature isn’t like that.”
“It just is.”
“It listens to your pain, to your tears, to your breathing, the sounds of your life. It swallows it up welcoming you with open arms.”
“And yet, like footsteps in an ocean, without something big, it swallows you whole, like you were never even there. It is honest, shallow, and fleeting.”
“But it’s there, Always.”
“I feel like that sometimes. Like the world around me is so big, like no matter what I do, I am just running in circles, having no effect.”
“And that one day everything I have done, will never be remembered.”
“It makes you want to reach out and hold on to something, to make a difference. So that somehow, someday someone will remember you.”
“That the small things you did might have mattered.”
Saint turned to Heart.
“The small things matter,”
“Or when they don’t happen, it wouldn’t hurt so much.”
Heart looked up at him.
Saint looked away.
“The water looks nice. Race you?” Saint goaded before rushing off without waiting for Heart.
“Hey that’s no fair. I am holding something… Saint!!” Heart whined running after him carefully.
Saint ran circles around him laughing.
Reaching out for him, fake lunging. Heart whined and ran like a baby trying very hard not to destroy something precious to him. He clung to the plate.
Heart tripped, on his own foot and the sand and went flying forward the plate of watermelon flying into the air.
Saint dove shoving Heart out of the way so the plate wouldn’t hurt him.
Their two bodies rolled across the sand.
Their legs intertwined with each other. Their bodies next to each other on the sand. His arms cocooned Heart, his skin tingling and aching painfully.
Heart’s chest heaved, banging into his own as he panted for breath.
“Are you okay?” Saint asked, looking at Heart who was inches from his nose.
Heart’s eyes fluttered open. “I’m okay, I think.”
Heart stopped, realizing that answering had made his lips brush Saint’s.
The smell of the ocean mixed with the crushed watermelon, wafting around them in the wind, and yet he could still smell the faint scent of Heart’s sweat, the taste of his breath, sweet but salty.
Saint’s lips felt dry, as if a piece of sandpaper had attacked them. And his throat felt sticky and heavy.
Saint licked his lips, his tongue instinctively darting out to wet them.
He paused as his tongue tip grazed Hearts upper lip.
Heart stared at him intensely, his eyes smoking over with desire. He gulped slowly. He opened his mouth to speak and Saint couldn’t help it.
Saint wrapped his arm around Heart pushing his lips the short distance. The moment was magical, all of his doubts, his fears, his anxiety melted away. The hot sweet kiss oozed. Heart opened his mouth and Saint flicked his tongue in taking a small taste. He had been right, sweet but salty.
Heart shivered in his arms, his eyes fluttering his long lashes tickling Saint’s cheeks.
Heart pushed on his chest. Shoving him away. Breaking the kiss. He stood up quickly.
“Than.. Thank you. For protecting me. I am sorry I tripped.”
Saint sat up slowly, hiding the arm behind him that felt like it was on fire. He looked up into Heart’s face. The pinky hues of the setting sun cast across Heart’s body, making him look like he was radiating out warmth and light.
‘Right, you forget, you are not supposed to get attached.’
“I wish I could unmeet you.” Saint sighed.
“What?” Heart asked.
“What did you say?”
‘Keep cool. Don’t speak your mind.’
“I feel like I can’t breathe, like I am locked to you. I know you’re scared. But I can’t get you out of my mind.”
Thanks for the chapter!
Thanks so much!!! Can’t wait until Heart really accepts his true feelings about Saint. 🤣