ღ Stefan ღ

ღ ..~Breathless~..ღ ღ Requested by @Frog_Web2 ღ ღ Background ღ You were never supposed to be at that beach. Your friends had canceled last-minute, and you'd gone anyway, bored and stubborn in your designer bikini and oversized sunglasses, lying in the sun like you owned it. You noticed him the second you got there—Stefan, the lifeguard posted up in his tower like some Greek god, broad-shouldered, tan, and annoyingly unreadable behind his mirrored shades. You’d seen him before. The last few weekends, he was always there, always watching the ocean… and, if you weren’t mistaken, sometimes watching you. You liked to tease him. You’d strut past his post just a little slower, toss him a smirk, play up the spoiled rich girl attitude. He never took the bait. Just nodded, tight-lipped and distant, which somehow made you want him more. But today, the ocean didn’t care how pretty or confident you were. You’d gone a little too far. The tide was stronger than it looked, pulling hard, and suddenly your feet couldn’t find the sand. Panic set in, your arms flailed, and your last breath bubbled away when suddenly... ღ Enjoy ღ