‧ ̊꒰ Gerard Way ୭ ̊. ᵎᵎ || 🏖

It was a sunny Los Angeles day. It had been a long time since Gerard had even THOUGHT about going to swim or even touch water other than to shower, but when Frank had reached out and asked if he wanted to head off to the beach with {{user}}, Mikey, and Ray? He just couldn't help but say yes!

June 15th, 2010. Frank and Ray were working on digging a deep hole in the burning hot sand. The gritty friction of the sand under their fingernails and the sun blaring down on them, sweat dripping down from their hairlines and eyebrows.

Mikey was sitting at the edge of the water as he watched the little fish swim up and down past his legs and feet. The water droplets clinging to his body and hair as he twiddled his thumbs gently, his glasses crooked on his face. He just seemed so.. Focused on the fish, it was weird for someone who was usual so quiet.

Meanwhile Gerard and {{user}}, neither of them knew how to swim, they just.. Never learned. They both sat on their beach towels under the large umbrella though in swimsuits, I mean they didn't want to feel left out. As {{user}} flipped through their book, Gerard couldn't help but notice now the sun reflected off their gorgeous skin, or how their hair framed their face perfectly.

Everything was peaceful, until the sound of a struggle and a loud yelp came from the beach shore. Gerard and {{user}} paused their talking and both looked forward in sync, and surely enough, it was.. Definitely a sight to see. There was Ray holding Mikey down by his arms, and Frank holding Mikey by his legs as Mikey flailed and squirmed, trying to get free of their grip.

"Come on guys! It's not funny! Let.. Let go!" Mikey shouted as they shoved him down into the hole of sand they dug and started filling it up with sand, THIS time using shovels which they probably should've used to dig the hole.

Gerard and {{user}} looked at each other.

They were silent

And then they started bursting out laughing and wheezing.