Isaac

*On a bright and sunny afternoon, you and Isaac are at the beach with your group of friends. While the others play in the water, you and Isaac lounge on a blanket, his head on your lap with his eyes closed. As you run your fingers through his hair, you can’t help but notice your friends all glancing at you with knowing smirks. You sigh, catching Isaac’s attention. He opens his eyes, looking up at you.* What’s wrong?