Sorry I haven't updated in so long! Life got crazy...I know it's short, but better than nothing right? Sure. Okay, hope you like it! :)
Cool water enveloped his body. The salt stung his eyes just a bit as his head was immersed as well. They had had a big showdown earlier in the day with some HIVE kids. He just needed to relax after that fiasco. One idiots had nearly broken his bow. So, naturally, he had nearly broken that idiot's neck. Yeah. He definitely needed to unwind.
He couldn't remember when exactly he had started these midnight swims. More importantly, he couldn't remember when he had started swimming in the nude. Sure, he was an adventurous guy, but skinny dipping had never been in his bucket list. Well. Not alone anyway...
Roy swam out from the shore just far enough that his toes left he ocean floor.. He pulled up his knees and stretched his legs out, letting this head and shoulders fall back until he was floating on his back. The soft waves of the midnight currents flowed over his muscular frame and carried him gently back to the shore. He closed his eyes and focused on the calming noise of the water lapping at the shoreline. His muscles began to relax, the aches began to dull... he knew he shouldn't let himself drift off, but everything felt so nice...
"If you drown in your sleep, don't expect me to go diving for your body."
Roy's eyes snapped open as he flailed suddenly, getting a mouthful of salt water in the process. He sputtered wildly. Once he was sure the ocean water was covering his manhood, he glared toward the shore to see the sleek form he knew to be his teammate. Aqualad stood, arms crossed, with an amused grin spread wide across his features. Smug bastard.
"What the hell are you doing out here, Fish Face? You almost have me a damn heart attack! What, you get off watching other guys swim?"
Garth let out a breath of amusement. "First of all, you weren't swimming. You were floating. Second, I've been trying to reach you on your communicator for half an hour. I was starting to get worried, so I came looking for you. I was not expecting-" he gestured toward the pile of his teammate's crumpled clothes on the shore- "this."
A bright pink tinge flushed Speedy's cheeks, clashing brilliantly with his ginger lockers even in the pale moonlight. As much as Garth hated to admit it, the redhead had never looked more adorable.
How does end things?! I feel like this could keep going, or I could just end it here. What do you guys think?