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May 1st: Prompt Volleyball

Series: Mystic Messenger

Character: Yoosung

Rating: T

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RFA makes a trip to the beach

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It was summer, sunny, bright and hot. The perfect time to hit the beach with close friends...

Organizing said trip, to fit everyone's schedules was another level of difficulty without the RFA party to take priority and to worry about, not to mention his recovery time after their first party with their new coordinator.

But he was doing well, better, just as new and looking forward towards surgery in the latter half of the year.

Personally, he'd be twice as well if his dear sweet Kagome's swimming suit didn't reveal as much as it did to his eye and every eye on the beach. He might've had the smallest issue with insecurity, but they were working on that...he didn't judge her for her choice but rather his ire was the prospect of eyes that lingered and would hit on her...

She had definitely turned a few heads, Zen included who gave an embarrassed chuckle before wagging his brows and patting him on the back flustering Yoosung in turn.

...The piece suited her perfectly, the color complimenting her complexion and exposing just enough to tease him mercilessly.

Leading up to the RFA party, they had grown closer, meeting at the party and the months that had followed had only furthered his attraction to her heart, mind, body, and soul...he just wished his thoughts didn't drift so easily. In a sense, he felt like he had finally grown up and matured, and at other times, he felt like he was still in high school and flustered by a girl just standing too close.

There were moments he wished his sight was perfect enough to capture every inch of her in his sight. Memorize the lines and shape that made up Kagome Higurashi...

She was already a perfectly imperfect wonderful person even before they got the chance to physically meet. But he reminded himself that he was and could be happy enough, just knowing that she was safe, that out of everyone in the RFA, she had chosen, him and loved him, and no one else...

With that front and center in his mind, he was able to let go of thoughts of insecurity, of temptations of skin, and just enjoy the moment for what it was.

...And yet as the day grew, his eye would stray towards her form, seeming to catch the very moment she would adjust her swim bottoms, popping the elastic against her skin, or adjusting the straps to her top...

Was it possible she was doing it on purpose...?

The thought left as soon as it came...she wouldn't...right?

Each time he realized he was staring, he'd avert his eyes as quickly as possible and take a sip of water.

...Had to stay hydrated in the hot summer heat...

If the others noticed his inattention drifting mid-sentence or a slightly glazed look to his eye, they said nothing. But if it weren't for the shit eating grin Luciel graced him with every time he caught his eye, he'd have said he had played it cool.

But the ultimate temptation of stray thoughts would be agreeing to keep score for an unofficial volleyball match on the beach.

Zen had roped Seven into being on his team and Kagome had cajoled Jaehee to joining her team.

Despite Kagome's naturally sweet demeanor, she had a competitive streak in her and was pretty good at hand-eye coordination. So when Zen offered to "go easy" on them, Yoosung had to bite his lip to keep from laughing as Kagome pretended to play along, "thanking" him for the courtesy...

Seven snickered more than happy to rather watch things play out...

As soon as the game was one, it quickly diverged into more of a one on one. The rest of the RFA happy to watch Kagome wipe the floor with Zen.

Not to say, he didn't get a fair score here or there when he finally decided to give it his all as well. But it was clear that Kagome was in the lead and striving to keep it that way.

For the most part, Yoosung did his best to keep score. Certain parts of his mind, however, couldn't stop stray thoughts from taking front and center. The grunts as she punted the ball, her neckline down to the dimple in her back exposed as she wore her hair high and out of her face...

The passion and fire in her eyes as she was determined to win...all this and more were nearly too much for his heat-addled brain.

As they called for an all or nothing round, the game seemed to heat into a fiery ending, a small 1 point difference.

As he announced the winner, the two players grinned as cheers went out for good game. Zen finally slumping in defeat, and Kagome letting out her own cheer, rushing him for a hug.

A startled squeak left Yoosung's mouth and he could he hear Kagome's laughter in his ears, between the sand, sweat, and sun, he couldn't help but laugh with her as she spun him around.

The smell of sea surrounding him, the warmth of her arms, the lightness he felt bubbling up, it was sure to be a memory he'd treasure forever.