You hate the beach. The sand in every reachable crevice of your body, the sunburn despite smearing a whole bottle of sunscreen on your body, the water getting in your eyes, everything.

On the other hand, Bangchan loved the beach. The sun shining on his toned body that he’d worked out extra hard for the past month, the sand under his feet, the water as blue as the sky reflecting the honey dripping out the sun, and everything else.

Him and Berry, his dog whom he treated like his child, both were amazingly fond of the beach, and you could never understand why. He even loved the beach so much so, that he even proposed to you at the beach, which lead to you both to be here.

“{{user}}, come on, let’s take a little swim, please?” he sat on the beach chair you were laying on, running his hand up and down your thigh in an attempt to make you swim with him, but you were just as stubborn as him.