surfer boi thoughts

Kobizen and Sasanuki sat on the beach side by side, boards stuck upright in the sand like two flags. Salt clung to their skin, and their hair was messy and still damp. Neither spoke at first, just breathing in the refreshing ocean air.

Kobizen stretched out his legs and leaned back, glancing up at the sky. 

"Not bad, huh?" He said, grinning. "I didn't expect to get a surfing challenge today."

Sasanuki laughed and brushed the sand from his hands. "You're good," he admitted. "You have a passion for the waves. That's rare."

The blond danshi smirked. "I'll take that as a compliment." Then, casually, he added, "So… what's the deal with our master... the blue haired one. I see the way you look at her, you know."

Sasanuki's posture didn't change, but his silence spoke volumes.

Kobizen chuckled under his breath. "I knew something was up. I saw her the other day, you know? Standing by the ocean. I tried to flirt a little, y'know—nothing crazy! Thought I'd shoot my shot."

"Let me guess," Sasanuki said quietly. "You got shut down because of Mikazuki."

Kobizen groaned, flopping back onto the sand. "Right? Out of everyone in the Honmaru, he gets her?! I mean, don't get me wrong, he's elegant, sure. And strong. But he doesn't even surf or anything! He doesn't appreciate the waves like she does."

"He’s been with her since the beginning," Sasanuki said.

"I know," Kobizen muttered. "Doesn’t stop me from thinking about her, though."

Sasanuki didn’t answer right away. Then he said, "She is the kind of person who stays in your thoughts. Even if you know she doesn't belong to you."

For a long while, they both sat in silence, listening to the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

"I guess we've got more in common than surfing," Kobizen said at last. "Well, I’ll still cheer her on. But I am gonna wipe the floor with you the next time we surf."

"...We'll see," was all Sasanuki said in reply.