Welcome to Romantica Week! I've decided to participate, so this is my first-time writing stories based on prompts. Hope you enjoy!
August 24 – Day 1: beach/summer
Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica. All characters are the property of Shungiku Nakamura. No profit is made from the writing of this story.
"I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen."
Misaki threw open the patio doors to their suite at the Shigira, basking in the warm ocean breeze that flowed in. Trust Usagi-san to spare no expense when Misaki had expressed a desire to see the ocean. But as he took in the scenery surrounding him, he didn't have the heart to scold the older man like he usually did when he spent his money extravagantly. It really was beautiful here. And if Misaki were to be honest with himself, he was glad that he was sharing it with Usagi-san.
"Like what you see?" The deep timbre of Usagi-san's voice spoken near his ear almost made him jump. He hadn't even heard him come up behind him.
"It is beautiful." Misaki agreed, as he turned to face his lover. "What do we do now? It's so late that we can't go to the beach tonight." Although he had expressed his desire to see the beach, he'd really wanted to share it with Usagi-san.
"We can go out to dinner tonight," Akihiko told him, "and then tomorrow we can go explore the shoreline. We're here for a few days to celebrate your birthday, so we can take our time and see the sights."
Stretching out the kinks in his body, Misaki threw back the covers. It was beach day and he intended to enjoy himself. As he got ready for their day out, he hummed silently, feeling happy that he would get to enjoy some alone time with Usagi-san. No nosy relatives dropping by or poor Aikawa-san being driven crazy by Usagi-san's procrastination on his novels.
Finishing packing his bag, he said aloud, "Usagi-san, are you ready to…" His voice dropped off as he looked up to see Usagi-san standing before him wearing nothing but swim trunks. Swallowing to wet his suddenly dry throat, he couldn't help but admire how they looked on his lover. Black and snug-fitting, they left nothing to the imagination. Not to mention seeing him bare-chested. The poor man had the flitting realization that he was glad that their section of the shore wasn't too crowded at this time of year. He really didn't want to see others ogling his boyfriend.
Akihiko smirked as he noted Misaki's reaction. He was honestly so cute when he blushed like that. Not to mention how delicious he looked in his dark green swim trunks. "Let's go, Misaki. I know how much you wanted to see the beach."
The beach wasn't crowded when they walked down, only seeing a few umbrellas dotting the landscape. Picking a spot, they quickly set up. Akihiko could only smile as he saw Misaki's enthusiasm. The younger man was laughing as he felt the waves lap at his feet. And it was just the two of them. No interruptions or people bothering them. This is what they'd both needed. Seeing his lover motion for Akihiko to join him, he briefly wished that this moment could last forever.