"You did good?"
She says to him a little confused but then understanding what he meant right after she said something.
"Oh! Well yeah, you did a good job!"
She says brightly after her little realization moment. She wondered how long it was going to take. She wasn't tired at all. Looking into his gleemy eyes, her heart started to race. She wanted to say something but… Nothing would come out. She couldn't find the right words to say. It was a little frustrating. She wanted to say something so badly. But what was it? This never happens to her… So why now? What's happening to her, making her heart race so heart and a few words slipping slowly down Her throat. She opened her mouth to talk. But nothing came out. So she didn't try any longer. This sense of heaviness on her chest, her heart throbbing. She just didn't know how to handle it right now.
Beaming, Maverick oozes with satisfaction. He watches as CC struggles with something out of his control. “Is something wrong? Or is the progress too slow? I’ll try harder,” the boy vows, trying to pry past CC’s layers.
"wh-what no! I just… I was going to say…"
Could she say it? The words wouldn't come out…
"You're doing alot better than I did when I was learning how to swim!"
She decided to say, instead of- well what she was trying to say.
She decided she could wait and save it for another time. The perfect moment.
And when he could swim.
An eyebrow quirks upward, Maverick’s lips twitching. “It’s cute when you stutter,” he murmurs, “But I would rather you tell the truth. I won’t push.” He pauses, lecturing himself. He had no right to demand that of her.
"Wha-wait no! I mean… IM NOT…cute."
She says as she crosses her arms. She was so short, the water reached her shoulders as she looked away puffing out her cheek.
Her big white eyes looked at the water's surface, then at him.
"and….. i will"
She says in a stubborn yet cute voice.
“See? Cute.” Adoration lines Maverick’s features as he looks down - a very steep angle - at the girl. His hand ripples over the sea, once more. “What next?”
"oh um… let's try to actually swim since you have the holding your breath part down."
She said acting like he didn't just call her cute again. Although her red face said otherwise.
"We're jumping straight to swimming? I can hold my breath underwater- but-" He's trembling, like a coward. Like someone incapable of meeting CC's expectations. Like a person his dad- no. Maverick's voice wavers, "I don't think I'm ready…"
"oh, I was meaning like…. the motions."
She says softly,
"calm down you're okay"
She stood straight up now, which wasnt much taller, but it was something. Placing her hand on his cheek, she smiled.
"as I said, we're gonna take this slowly."
It's his turn to blush. "Slowly, okay." Butterflies still flutter in his stomach at her full blown smile. Maverick watches her with awe, present to the world as the shivers subside. "Thank you," he whispers. "Now. The motions?"
Shes never actually taught anyone how to swim…
how in the world do I do this?
She thinks to herself as she messes with the water. Her hands lightly splashing in the water.
"lemme think for a second"
She says to Mave, and eventually, she figures it out, teaching him for the next hour, just the motions.
(sorry i had no idea how to actually do that)
(neither do I, it’s fine)
After what felt like days, Maverick finally became accustomed to the motions. The moon now glows over the crashing waves, still spewing sprays of water onto the pair. Despite understanding the concept, when asked to be completely submerged, Maverick and his body resisted. “Maybe we should try again tomorrow?”
"oh, okay, um, do you wanna go to your house or stay out here for a little bit and just not swim or anything?"
She was fine with either one. Either way, she was getting a little tired of being in the water.
She was kind of glad that he said something. She would've died if they spent any more time doing active things.
“Sleep would be nice,” he admits. Absently, he says, “But I just want to do something with you. Not in the water, though.”
Quickly grabbing his hand, pulling him out of the water as they walk up to the sand.
"okay! What do you wanna do?"
She asks actually curious
“Anything you want, I want to be with you…” Sleepy Maverick was being exposed, delirious but wondrously unrestricted. He stumbled over sand, latching onto CC’s hand for support.
"um, are you sure? you seem awfully tired?"
She says sitting down in the sand, then laying back. The sand was getting in her hair, but she didn't care.
It was too relaxing. And it was really cute to see Maverick tired.
“I’m not tired.” He lays beside her, cuddling her arm. Maverick’s eyes flutter shut, and he quickly falls into a deep sleep on the beach.
"oh okay…."
She says sarcasticy, not realizing hes asleep.
"hey i wanted to tell you something….. and i was waiting for the right… perfect moment. And this might not be it-"
She says trying to spit out the words. Was she brave enough? She didnt beleive so…
"this might not be the perfect moment to say this, but i honestly just couldnt hold it in any longer…"
She says, her face red. She didnt dare look at him.
She was afraid he would make fun of her for being so awkward…. or worse…. call her cute.
"Nevermind…. um, just forget it"
She looked at him. She wasnt brave enough to do this. Looking at him…. her face got even more red.
HE WAS ASLEEP? THANK GOD I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING….
She thought to herself, sighing. Shaking him awake. Trying to anyway.
"Mave, wake up, you should go to bed"
She said as she ran her fingers through his wet hair.
"Youre so beautiful…"
She mumbles to herself, laying back down giving up on waking him up.
Lo and behold, Maverick began sleep-talking. He murmurs softly, lost in a dream. A dream where he was with CC, swimming, but really with her. “I might love you,” he mumbles to the sand. “Despite that I’ve not showed that very well.” Beatriz pops into his fake reality, and he recalls how CC had been jealous. “I know that I tease her a lot, but she’s not the one I want- I want you.”
FLustered a bit, she sits up and laughs a little. Shaking him even more, trying to ignore what he just said,
"come on, please wake up"
she was a little desperate to get him awake and to bed.
"Maverick….. i love you to…."
She finally said, although he was asleep, she said it. She had finally said it!
"now get up please?"
She said, her sweet voice like honey milk (if you havent tried it…. its super good and sweet.)
(Lactose-intolerant :( Also I was kinda hoping CC would misinterpret his words and add some drama…)
Maverick lolls over, successfully face-planting in the sand. His body lies limp, thoroughly exhausted from the string of emotions in the water. Along with the physical excursion.
(Lactose-intolerant :( Also I was kinda hoping CC would misinterpret his words and add some drama…)
Maverick lolls over, successfully face-planting in the sand. His body lies limp, thoroughly exhausted from the string of emotions in the water. Along with the physical excursion.
(she will think about it later dont worry XD shes just to busy being flustered)
CC sighs, trying to be patient. A few minutes later:
And here you can see a weak-looking little girl trying to pick up a dead body
trying to make him sit up and actually wake up.
"how much of a heavy sleeper are you?"
The groan that leaves his still dormant body would be considered his answer. As soon as her hands leave his form, Maverick flops onto the sand once more.
