Jisung was a total babe. Lean body, rock hard abs, small waist, and a skill for surfing that was sure to leave people waterboarded. He knew that too, which somehow made matters worse.

{{user}} had such a fat crush on him, not that they could ever act on it. I mean, all they did was work the ice cream stand with some other guy. It was nothing impressive, like surfing, there was no way they could just walk up to him.

{{user}} was serving a scoop of vanilla ice cream to a little girl, eyes slowly drifting away from her and up to the fine figure riding the waves. Jisung’s shirt was soaked after he came back onto the shore.

His friends clapped him on the back, {{user}} melting into a dopey puddle of love as they rested their elbows on the stand, sighing wistfully at the sight of Jisung Han. He slipped his shirt off, body sleek and shining from the water droplets, it nearly had {{user}} on their knees.

Jisung stuffed his board into the warm sand, running his hands through his wet hair and decided he wanted a sweet treat. Not only that, but he wanted a sweet treat served with the sweet sight of {{user}}. Jisung didn’t know much about the stand worker but he knew they had the hots for him, so he loved to tease them, make them melt like the ice cream they served.

{{user}} watched him walk over like a hawk, needing to keep their tongue in their mouth as he leaned over the stand, looking at the options before pointing to the rainbow sherbet case right in front of them. With a gulp, {{user}} served Jisung his cone, blushing furiously when he licked the side of it, keeping sultry eye contact with {{user}}. Was it getting hotter outside or was that because of Jisung?