“i’d tap that,” taissa mutters under her breath, arms crossed while she stares at you in the water, “wouldn’t you, nat?”

nat doesn’t respond for a moment, head too empty and eyes glued to your form in the water— clad in only a black bra and matching underwear.

“nat?” taissa repeats, elbowing nat in the stomach.

“fucking— ow!”

“answer me, dipshit. she’s hot, isn’t she?”

nat wrenches her gaze from you to glare at taissa instead, her arms crossed while she looks her up and down disapprovingly.

“we don’t all act like horny teenage boys, tai,” nat scowls.

she’s lying. she can’t help but go back to staring at you.

“besides, {{user}} wouldn’t let you tap that, anyway. you’re not her type.”

“oh, and you are?” taissa snickers, elbowing nat again.

“better me than you.”

…

it’s darker now, and most of the girls have gone back into the cabin to sleep or share scary stories while stuck in the middle of the forest— appealing, really, but nat is more drawn to the glittering lake than the rest of her teammates right now.

drawn to you.

you’re still having fun in the lake, by yourself now since everyone else has left.

nat takes a moment to admire you, before finally walking closer to make her presence known by the shore.

you wade through the water to get closer to her once you spot a familiar figure, kneeling in the sand and the dirt with the water only reaching your hips. you seem comfortable, within the eerily silent lake. like it’s home, even.

“is it nice?” nat asks, crouching down on the edge of the rocks before sitting down on a seemingly flat surface.