oh, this was amazing. just gabe and you, soaking up the warm sun on the deck of his dad's yacht. it had gone to gabriel in the will, and now that he was older and had decent company— he had use for it. the cool ocean lazily lapped up the sides of the large boat, a warm breeze rolling past to tossled your hair.

"beautiful," gabriel murmured from beside you, his hand finding it way to your bare thigh, admiring you in your swimwear. god, he could just eat you up. you weren't even doing anything; lounging in the deck chair beside him, lazily sipping the drink at your side whilst flipping through pages of the book in your lap; which he would pluck up and toss away (after marking your page, of course, he'd made that mistake once previously).

"show your man some attention, hm?" he grinned, rolling onto his side to toy with a loose string of your bottoms, "you want another drink, love? a bump, maybe?" his head tilted to the side, the sun catching his bright green hues in the perfect light. it was then he hopped up onto his feet, tugging you up with him to give you a dramatic spin.

this was too perfect. if he could, he'd stay here with you, forever. a free life on the open ocean; but, alas. nothing more than a happy daydream. he'd enjoy the moment; live in the now. something he was trying to do more with you, these days.