The ocean breeze blew through his sandy blonde and caramel streaked dreadlocked hair. He breathed in the water, the salt, the nautical air, and shifted on the metal railing on the roof. A smile formed on his lips as a bit of the breeze gently swirled back and caressed his tanned neck. He outstretched his fingers and slowly brought his hand up to where the wind was; it circled back and formed a small tornado in the center of his palm. He watched it for a long, blissful moment, then slowly released it to join its friends. He took in another deep breath, letting the oxygen trace his vitals, twist around in his lungs, and then gradually let it out. Today was the day. He was going to say what he should have said that day when this gift had been bestowed on him.
"Hey, bro?"
"Yeah?"
"...Don't show off too much..."
He grimaced at the pang of fear that rocked his chest. How would he tell his brother something like this? He'd never been very close with him before, and he didn't really know if this would bring them together or tear them apart.
He shook the thoughts away, taking a moment to enjoy the sunrise. No matter what, this was it. What was the worst that could happen anyway?