i’ll have nighttime beach adventures if i want to ( rachel | chloe )

[deerlydeparted]

[ Inviting Chloe on this family trip to the beach was probably the best decision she’s ever made, even if it did take some charming and convincing. It’s just a shame that it took them so long to get there.

It’s already dark by the time they settle into their bungalow near the water, and her parents were pretty clear about waiting until morning for any actual fun, but Rachel’s feeling contrary and she isn’t about to let that stop her.

In the middle of the night after making sure her parents are asleep, Rachel slips into her bikini and covers up with her favorite black-and-red plaid. She sneaks over to Chloe’s bed—easy, since they’re sharing a room—and starts to gently shake her. ]

Hey.

[ When Chloe opens her eyes, she’ll be greeted with a familiar, mischievous grin. ]

Wake up, loser, we’re going swimming.

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[moshpits]

[ Chloe read somewhere once, how a cat meeting your gaze and blinking slowly is supposed to be a sign of ultimate trust. And when Rachel's eyes flutter back open from under long, dark lashes, cheek still cradled against her palm-- she finds herself recalling that factoid with distinct clarity, for some reason. ]

Check you out. A real servant of the people.

[ A moment's hesitation, and then Chloe decides to let herself indulge, leaning in to press a kiss to the edge of Rachel's mouth. Just a quick one, before pulling back.

She's very close to getting incredibly distracted, but she’s going to at least try and keep a lid on it, for now. Because Rachel says she wants to go swimming, and Rachel always gets what she wants. ]

[deerlydeparted]

[ Rachel closes her eyes, savoring the brief moment while it lasts. The way she feels, smells, and tastes...

It's not a stretch to say she's plenty distracted herself, but a combination of Chloe pulling back and the inviting ocean waves crashing behind her pulls Rachel back from her bliss. ]

Mmhmm.

[ She doesn't let Chloe pull back too far. She squeezes her hand as she nudges her head in the direction of the water. ]

So, are we gonna get wet or what?

sorry for my laaaate!! was out of the house for the past few days

[moshpits]

Hell yeah. Wet and Wild Arcadia Teens 3, coming right up.

[ Dumping her bag down on the sand, she shucks off her flip-flops and kicks down her jeans, bundling them into a half-assed ball to stuff into her bag. It's around that point, with her fingers hooked beneath the edge of her T-shirt, that it occurs to Chloe to be self-conscious again. ]

... You can go ahead.

NP!! i hope u had a good time ♥

[deerlydeparted]

[ With an agreement like that, how can Rachel not be excited? She aggressively throws off her plaid jacket, not even caring the way it flops into the sand, and just as she's all ready to go—

BAM, it's like she hits a wall. A wall of Chloe Price.

Which she normally would not object to, but... ]

Oh, come on. How have you not embraced your own hotness by now?

[ Rachel doesn't even think. The way she closes the distance between them is casual, but also fast. Chloe is given no time to protest when Rachel tickles her slightly-exposed stomach, fingers brushing against hers along the way as she reaches beneath her shirt. ]

<3 yeah!!

[moshpits]

[ Instinctively hunching into herself, Chloe makes a nose that's about 50% squeal, 50% squawk, and 110% mortifying. God, Rachel knows she hates when she does that. You don't fucking tickle Chloe Price. It's bad for her punk image.

She'd really like to say something snappy back, but it's the level of embarrassing you don't bounce back from that fast, so she settles for glaring at Rachel and grumbling: ]

I was getting it.

[ The shirt. Not the embracing her hotness thing.

... But she guesses she'll lift her arms up for Rachel, if she's already at it. Slowly, carefully, eyes narrowed. ]

No funny business, Amber.

[deerlydeparted]

[ Suuuuure you were, Price.

When Chloe lifts up her arms though, Rachel takes the cue and lifts up the shirt, laughing at the sound Chloe had made as it clears her head. ]

No funny business.

[ She repeats the request, and quietly presses the shirt into Chloe's hands as she leans in to kiss her on the cheek. ]

Only fun.