Context - messing around at the beach with Steven.

---- Girls Name - Lola Cocket

"COOKIEE," Steven bothers me, "coookiee," he extends the 'e' again, trying to get me to stop ignoring him.

"Stop saying my old stripper name," I say nonchalantly, still looking at my magazine.

"But that's how we met why nott," he whines, "it's embarrassing, steven," I sigh.

"Fine, Lola," he huffs, I smile and put down the magazine, "Yes, stevie?" I ask, looking at him.

"Wanna go to the beach?" he smiles, making straight eye contact with me, "Mm, why?" I ask, tilting my head to the side.

"I'm boreddd, it's a nice day too!" He says, cuddling into me.

"I'll go, Steven." I ran my hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face.

"SWEET!" He jumps up smiling, hands in the air, "C'mon, get up! I wanna go now," he rushes me, putting a hand out for me to grab.

"Give me a second, I still have to change and get things ready." I slow him down, lifting myself off the couch.

"Okay! I'm ready already, I'll be waiting," he happily says, sitting down on the couch.

I nodd and go off to the bedroom and grab my bathing suit it was just a, y/b/s, i put a muscle-T and shorts over it and grabbed a bag to put towels, the Polaroid and sunscreen in.

I slide my shoes on and put the bag on my shoulder, "Steven, I'm ready." I go put to the living room, putting the sunglasses on my head.

"Finally!" He hopes up, already having shoes on and his beer case ready.

He rushes to the door and unlocks it, grabbing the keys while heading out the door.

"Hurry up, slow poke!" He sticks his head through the door.

I laugh at him and walk to the car, making sure I close the door behind me.

When we got into the car, steven was smiley and jumpy, eager to get to the beach. It's like he's never been when he definitely has.

We go like every other week.

"Someone's happy," I laugh at him singing to the radio, "I absolutely am!" He nodds, tapping along the beat of the song while driving.

The rest of the way was quiet, a good quiet. Steven was humming and tapping to the songs on the radio, and I was watching him, seeing how his hair popped up and down when he moved around.

Like popcorn.

"We're hereeeee!" He hums, grabbing the beer that was on my side.

I smile and grab the bag, getting out of the car with Steven, walking hand and and into an empty spot on the beach.

I put a towl down and my bag next to it, steven already is popping open a beer bottle and taking a drink from it.

I take off my shirt and shorts, Steven watching me the whole time, "Mama mia," he smiles.

I flip him off and light my cigarette that I took out, puffing out smoke.

"Wanna build a sand castle?" Steven asks, "Duh," I look at him confused, as if that was a dumb question.

He grabs a bucket that is to the side of us and starts filling it up with sand, but instead of putting it down on the ground, he dumps it all over me.

"Steven!" I huff, wiping the stand from my hair and face, "you asshat!"

I grab sand and fling it at him. He turns, and it misses him.

"Haha! It missed me," he smiles, "missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me!"

"Sure," I smile, he leans in, and I push his head down in the sand. He gets up and looks offended.

"Hey!" He spits out the sand in his mouth, "what was that for!" He frowns.

"For dumping sand on me," I huff, blowing smoke in his face.

"I'm going to the water, race ya?" Steven asks, getting up, "definitely," I nodded, getting up.

"1, 2.." Steven counts, not even making it to three before taking off, "you fucking cheater!" I groan, running after him.

I jump on his back once he gets into the water, he ends up falling over with me on him.

I lift my head back up, flipping my hair out of my face, "what the fuck!" Steven laughs, moving hair out of his face.

"My cigarette!" I frown, not feeling it between my lips anymore.

"Ha! That's what you get!" Steven smiles, "shut it blonde!" I splash water at him.

He jumped towards me, splashing me with loads of water. Some ended up in my month, making me spit it out.

"It got in my mouth!" I hit my arms against the water, splashing Steven back.

"Good!" He laughs, tackling me under water.

I hold onto him for dear life when he comes back up, "You fucking idiot!" I huff, moving hair out of my face.

He smiles, moving more hair out of my face for me, "you're pretty," he looks at me in my eyes, making dead eye contact with me.

"I'd hope, you are dating me," I sniker, smiling at him, pushing hair from his face, "I'm serious Lola, you are pretty," he says, more serious this time.

I burry my head into his neck, "your getting all sappy with meee," I laugh, hugging into him.

"Someone's nervy," he laughs, having me pull away, "you know how I get when people compliment me," I laugh, looking at him again.

"Yet you were a stripper?" He looks at me like he was questioning it; "Listen, shut up about it," I splash a little water in his face.

He rolls his eyes and dips me in the water, kissing me when doing so.

I love kissing him. It felt like the people around us were gone, and it was just us together, nobody else.

He pulls apart, smiling widley at me, "aw, your so," he almost says, dropping me into the water.

When I get back up above, he finishes his sentence, "cute." he smiles, and I hit the back of his head.

"Asshole," i mumble, flipping my hair back up.

"Wanna build a sand castle?" Steven asks, "is that a question?" I laugh, running up to the surface.
....

"We have to shower now, Steven! You kept putting sand on me!" I say, walking into me and Steven's house.

"You knocked down my sand castle!" He whines, putting his arms up in defense.

"You knocked down mine first!" I argue back, seeting the bag I had down.

"You said mine looked ugly!" He crosses his arms.

"Was it not?" I cross my arms, doing the same thing he was doing.

"It wasn't! How dare you call my masterpiece ugly!" He offended, says.

"It was, you said it was rad, but it wasn't rad. It was radiculous," I say, smiling at my own joke.

"Was not, that wasn't even funny!" Steven tries to hide his smile.

"You're literally trying to hide your smile, steven." I look at him with a blankly stare.

"Shuttt uppp," he whines when he ends up smiling, trying to run his hands on his face to hide it.

"Told ya," I smile, turning around to walk to our bedroom.

"Can I shower with youu?" Steven asks, going up behind me, wrapping his arms around my hips.

"Yeah," I say, seeing him smile, "real-" he starts to say, "No," I finish saying, smiling and kissing his cheek.

"C'monnnn," he whines, following me to the bathroom, "next time, stevie," I kiss him, shutting the door.

"Fine," he huffs, I guess, walking off.

I turn on the shower and strip of whatever I have on, I realize it would be easier to save water with Steven showering with me.

"Stevenn," I call out from the bathroom, I hear shuffling and footsteps towards the bathroom, "Yes?" He asks.

"You can shower with me," I tell him.

"AWESOME," he cheers, opening the door quickly, "no funny business though," I point at him, getting in the shower.

"No promises," he laughs, getting in with me when he gets all his clothes off.

"There is sand in your hair," I smile at him, taking a piece of sand out of his hair.

"Wonder who's fault that is," he hums, looking at me with a 'I wonder who' look.

"Me? Oh definitely not, you started the whole 'throwing sand thing',' I say, air quoting 'throwing sand thing'.

"Whatever, let's just clean up," shakes his head, grabbing the shampoo.

"Agreed." I nodded.

He puts some on his hands and puts it on my head, srubbing it in.

"Boyfriend and personal cleaner? Nice." I breathly laughed at him.

"Boyfriend? yea, personal cleaner? No, " he shakes his head.

I roll my eyes and grab the shampoo once he's done with me, putting some in my hand and doing the same thing he did to me to him.

"Feels nice," he mumbles, "see! That was what I was saying!" I laugh at him.

"But you have nails! Feels way better than the stubby ones." he puts his hands up, showing his nails.

"Well behind the pinky," I point out, "that's for different reasons." he puts his hands down.

"I know the reasons, steven." I look at him with a stare.

"I know you do, lola," he copies my tone.

I nodded, going under the water and washing the soap out of my hair, steven doing the same as me.

I grab the conditioner and put some in my hair, steven doing the same.

Steven goes to wash it out immediately, "Do you not let it set in your hair?" I ask, grabbing the body wash.

"No? Do you?" He asks, washing out his hair, "isn't it obvious?" I ask, showing the body wash.

"So you wash your body while the conditioner sets in your hair?" Steven asks, coming back from under the water.

"Yes." I nodded, putting the soap on a fluff thing we have.

"Can I do it?" Steven asks, giving me puppy dog eyes, "no, you're gonna do something werid." I look at him, werid,

"I won't," he whines, crossing his arms.

"You will, close your eyes," I gesture for him to, he sighs, putting a hand over his eyes.

He's definitely still looking.

I put the soap everywhere you know, where you need it and stuff, "soapy tits," he points, smiling.

"Jesus crist," I mumble, going under the water.

"I wouldn't say that in the state we are in, currently," Steven says, pointing out that we are in a shower, together.

"Then don't acknowledge it," I nonchalantly say, washing all the soap and conditioner off of my body and hair.

Once I'm done, steven washes his body, and we get out, i ring out my hair, and I have steven ring out his even though he says he already did

He wraps a towl around me, "Thank you," I smile at him. He wraps one around his waist,

"You're welcome!" he smiles at me.

I put on my clothes that I got, which were just a sweater and shorts, Steven didn't grab clothes, so he just went out and grabbed shorts from the bedroom.

When we were done and all clean, we just layed on the couch, watching whatever MTV was playing. It was a music video to kiss, 'heavens on fire'.

I was playing with Steven's hair while it dried, braiding a few pieces, then unbrading them and brushing through his hair with my fingers.

He was messing with the ends of my hair, twisting it within his fingers.

I see him start closing his eyes, "Goodnight steven, I love you," I whisper, kissing his head that was lying on my chest.

"Goodnight dear, I love you too," he whispers.

I smile and lay back, listening to his breaths while I fall asleep with him on my chest.

Nothing could get better than this.

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A bit of a longer one than the past two, it was a little rushed, sorry about that.