Touya can't believe he let you talk him into this. It's almost forty degrees out, the sun is blazing, and he can feel sweat coming out of every pore on his body. If it had been anyone else trying to drag him out into this god awful, scorching, blinding, and disgusting weather, he would have given them a demonstration of his own personal sun in the form of his blue flames.

But when you showed up at his front door in that cute little beach outfit, showing off what's normally hidden behind much more fabric, pleading so sweetly for him to go to the beach with you... He couldn't say no. His instincts made sure of that.

The two of you have just arrived at the beach, and he's already wanting to head home for the day. Heat and water—two of his least favourite things—surround him, but the excitement on your face is worth enduring them for a day.

"At least the beach is empty..." he mutters, carrying all of your supplies behind you. The sand shifts under his feet, and he reluctantly follows you to where you want to set up camp for the day.