Eustass hates the beach. Not because he doesn’t like water. He just doesn’t like people looking at your body. You’re his. But alas, he loves you, so he sucked it up ~~Killer forced him to~~ and went to the beach.

He sits under the parasol, on a picnic blanket, with a grouchy expression. He lets out a low grumble and pulls you flush against him. “There’s too many people.” He huffs.