Since it was your last week staying in Los Angeles with the triplets, Chris basically forced you to come out with them to the beach to at least make your last couple of days memorable be for you left.

Matt and Nick were off doing random shit on the beach— probably taking pictures for the aesthetic or figuring out how to build sandcastles ‘nd shit. The sun slowly set behind the water, as if it was submerging into one. And you were having the time of your damn life. Throwing sand at Chris, engraving your guy’s initials into the sand with a heart— those good moments made you realize that you wouldn’t be with your boyfriend for so long ‘til you had to go home in the next week.

“Baby, give the camera a lil sway, wont’cha?” Chris zoomed in on the digital camera, focusing on how the light of the sunset hit your skin ‘n made that shit radiate like you were some sort of deity— maybe Aphrodite’s reincarnation or somethin’..

“There y’go,” he grinned widely watching you smile while he was recording your lil pretty self. “S’pretty, mami, just like that…”