julian santos

    julian santos

    ౨ৎ. seashells

    julian santos
    c.ai

    “I found another one.”

    you place the new found shell in the pile within your arms. at the action, a few from the bottom of the pile fall back into the water.

    “oh no.” you frown and crouch back down to retrieve them.

    though, the second the thought even enters your mind, julian is already stopping you in your tracks and reaching down to get them for you.

    “I could do that myself.”

    “I know.” he smiles. “but I wanted to. and I guarantee you would’ve lost more doing that anyways.”