thinking about surfer!sukuna with tanned skin and his tattoos as usual and you can't help but spot him on the first day of your vacation.
you made sure to arrive early to the beach, catching a good spot in between the sun and the shade. your towel is all laid out, your sunscreen is applied and you have a good book in hand but a pink haired surfer manages to catch your eye.
you didn't pay him much attention in that skin tight all black surfer suit he had. you side eyed whilst he prepared to surf, not really having watched anyone surf before.
you watched him surf out into the ocean, testing the waters. it's early yet so the waves aren't too strong but it would still be a perfect practice for sukuna. distracted from your pages you watch him move across the waves with perfection and ease.
you almost feel an itch to join him on the waves but you have no idea how to surf yourself. he makes it look so easy you're so envious, watching him shake his damp hair as he runs out of the water.
pulling your book closer to your eyes you feign having ever saw him, acting as if your eyes weren't glued to his figure in the ocean. you certainly don't keep an eye on the way his suit peels from his shoulder,s exposing his tanned skin and tattooed. you definitely don't noticed his muscular body and the way his biceps flex as he lays on the sand. your eyes are most definitely not fixated on his large chest and how water drops drips from his pecs as he pants in and out.
no, you totallyyyy don't notice him meeting your eyes and giving you a glare. a glare that scares you enough to return back to the line in your book that you've re-read over twenty times.
but at least you know what time to come back to the beach tomorrow right?
