U should do one at the beach where [A nice guy develops a crush on cress after seeing her and] Thorne gets all jealous. This jealousy ultimately results in Thorne kissing cress and calling himself her boyfriend.

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an OC flirts with cress [when Thorne shows cress the beach the first time] and at some point Thorne should get jealous and confess his love for cress

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A/N:These two requests were so similar, I decided to just wrap them up into one. The bracketed parts in each prompt is the part I'm not including. I'm not including the 'going to the beach for the first time' part, but maybe I'll do a chap with Cress' reactions to various new scenes/places in the world, shown to her by Thorne of course. As always, feel free to review with thoughts/suggestions/prompts :)

Cress rearranged herself in her chair as she continued to read her newest book: Pride and Prejudice. The heat of the sand and the sun kept her warm as she sat on the beach in her favorite polka dot bikini. Her sunglasses perched on her nose, she was quite comfortable attempting to tan and was thoroughly engrossed in Mr. Darcy. Beside her, Thorne was lounging in his own foldable beach chair, toes rooted in the soft sand and sunglasses pushed up into his hair. His eyes fluttered as he slipped into a nap, and the sports magazine he had been reading was forgotten in his lap. The two friends had arrived a little under an hour ago and had immediately assumed these positions beside each other, proceeding to read in a comfortable silence. The waves crashing against the sand was calming, although it was occasionally interrupted by the squeals from various sandcastle construction sites. It wasn't a terribly busy day; a couple of parents were gathered not too far from their little construction workers, a handful surfers floated gracefully as they coasted back to shore. A little ways away, some guys had started a pick-up volleyball game, using two shade umbrellas as net posts. But it was a nice day overall, which was exactly why Cress and Thorne had come here to escape their tedious college classes and minimum wage jobs.

Just as she was turning a page, something white whizzed quickly in front of her face, above her book. She was so startled, she lost her grip on the book, sending it flying up in the air as her chair proceeded to tip over. The breeze on the beach blew her hair into her face, and her sunglasses fell off in her attempt to stand up. She looked around bewildered, wondering what had interrupted her afternoon reading. To her left, in front of a sleeping Thorne, she spotted a volleyball, and she bent to pick it up. When she turned around, volleyball in hand she smacked right into a wall. Not a wall, a man about her age, with perfectly tan skin and sweeping dirty blond hair. He smiled down at her as she stepped back, paralyzed by the stranger in front of her. He said something, but she didn't hear

"HEY!" he said, louder this time, and she snapped out of the funk she'd been in.

"Huh?" she replied, ever the charmer. It was hard to speak when her eyes were met with a beautiful but unfamiliar face. Cress hated unfamiliarity, no matter how cute the unfamiliar might be. She heard a rustle behind her, but couldn't be bothered to turn away from the tall stranger to see what it was.

"I was hoping for my volleyball back, but you're so pretty I might need to stay and negotiate." His shimmering teeth and shining abs glared back at her. Suddenly she realized he was flirting and blushed appropriately.

"Well- I, erm… I could just give it back to you. No need to negotiate. I really don't need it, and after all it is yours and I-"

"Cutie," he said, efficiently cutting off her babbling, "You drive a hard bargain." He winked. "I suppose I'll have to take you out for a meal and some more… convincing."

"I think she already has plans, buddy." A new voice chimed in. An arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. "With her boyfriend." Cress turned quickly to see Thorne standing next to her, a protective look in his eyes.

The beautiful golden boy backed away slightly. "Hey man I'm sorry. She didn't seem to be complaining, but I didn't realize you were together. I'll just take my ball and go."

Thorne grabbed the volleyball and tossed it to him. The guy got a weird look in his eye and shrugged, jogging back to his friends. Cress extracted herself from Throne's arm. He ran a hand through his hair. She busied herself searching for her fallen sunglasses.

"Hey Damsel, are you ok?"

Cress straightened up and placed her hands on her hips. "I could have dealt with him you know."

"Yeah… I just… I know you don't like strangers, and I don't like you being uncomfortable and I woke up and there's this random guy yelling at you and flirting with you and I got protective. I just wanted to get rid of him." Thorne's hand stayed in his hair as he spoke, as if it was permanently glued there.

"But I could have handled it. And I'm never going to get a real boyfriend if you keep warding off guys by pretending that we're dating." She spotted her sunglasses and pushed them up onto her head.

Thorne looked nervous and agitated as he spoke again. "I know you can take care of yourself Cress! But I can't help it that I want to protect you! I've known you forever and I've always protected you and it's really hard to change that behaviour now, especially after I've been in love with you since were 16-" He cut himself off, realization spreading over his features. Cress' face relayed nothing but shock.

"Oh stars Cress, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that, to put that on you. I know you don't feel the same, and I've been trying not to tell you because, well, you should have the chance to date and I shouldn't 'protect' you or whatever because of my own feelings but-"

"Carswell."

"-I've just been dealing with this for years now and I couldn't help it. Stars, I'm so stupid-"

"Carswell."

He shut his eyes and said tentatively, "Yeah?"

"The only reason I forced myself to talk to guys at all is because I didn't think you loved me back. I was trying to move on for your sake and I hated it." Cress took a deep breath after her admission.

Thorne had a shocked look on his face as he spoke. "What?"

"I love you. I have for a long time," Cress replied, looking down at her sandy toes.

Thorne took a step closer, and the conversation took an abrupt turn. "Can I kiss you?"

She nodded and blushed as Thorne swept her up in his arms and kissed her passionately. She kissed back and soon, the beach had melted away. It was just the two of them, tongues dancing, forever and ever. She never wanted this kiss to end. And neither did he.