"Sam and Jake" (Image Copyright Wylddane Productions, LLC)
The sun hung high over Pacifica, casting golden light over the rolling waves. The sky stretched endlessly above them, a soft shade of blue that seemed almost too perfect. A gentle breeze carried the scent of salt and warmth, rustling through Sam’s tousled brown hair as he stood at the edge of the water. The ocean lapped at his feet, the coolness of it a sharp contrast to the heat of the sun on his skin.
Behind him, Jake watched, his striking blue eyes reflecting the sea. This place—the same beach where they had once walked in the rain, hearts heavy with unspoken words—felt different now. The air no longer held the weight of uncertainty. Instead, it hummed with something lighter, something known.
Sam turned, a small smile tugging at his lips as he met Jake’s gaze. “Feels different in the sun.”
Jake nodded, stepping closer until their arms brushed. “It does.” He let out a slow breath, the sound lost to the waves. “Last time, we didn’t really know what this was. Now… I think we do.”
Sam glanced down, the warmth rising to his cheeks having little to do with the sun. “Yeah.” He hesitated, his toes digging into the wet sand. “I still think about that day. How everything just… shifted.”
Jake reached for his hand then, fingers threading together naturally, as if they had always belonged that way. “Me too. I think that’s when I knew—really knew.” He squeezed Sam’s hand gently. “I just needed the sun to show me what the rain had started.”
Sam’s heart swelled at the words, at the way Jake’s voice wrapped around them like something precious. He looked up, meeting the gaze that had once held an entire ocean’s worth of questions. Now, it held something else—something steady, something sure.
Sam exhaled, his free hand coming up to rest against Jake’s chest, feeling the steady beat beneath his palm.
“So… where do we go from here?”
Jake smiled, leaning in just enough for his forehead to brush against Sam’s. “Wherever the tide takes us.”
The waves continued to roll in, the sun casting their shadows long against the sand. And as they stood there, wrapped in warmth and something deeper than words, they knew—this was just the beginning.
~Wylddane
Behind him, Jake watched, his striking blue eyes reflecting the sea. This place—the same beach where they had once walked in the rain, hearts heavy with unspoken words—felt different now. The air no longer held the weight of uncertainty. Instead, it hummed with something lighter, something known.
Sam turned, a small smile tugging at his lips as he met Jake’s gaze. “Feels different in the sun.”
Jake nodded, stepping closer until their arms brushed. “It does.” He let out a slow breath, the sound lost to the waves. “Last time, we didn’t really know what this was. Now… I think we do.”
Sam glanced down, the warmth rising to his cheeks having little to do with the sun. “Yeah.” He hesitated, his toes digging into the wet sand. “I still think about that day. How everything just… shifted.”
Jake reached for his hand then, fingers threading together naturally, as if they had always belonged that way. “Me too. I think that’s when I knew—really knew.” He squeezed Sam’s hand gently. “I just needed the sun to show me what the rain had started.”
Sam’s heart swelled at the words, at the way Jake’s voice wrapped around them like something precious. He looked up, meeting the gaze that had once held an entire ocean’s worth of questions. Now, it held something else—something steady, something sure.
Sam exhaled, his free hand coming up to rest against Jake’s chest, feeling the steady beat beneath his palm.
“So… where do we go from here?”
Jake smiled, leaning in just enough for his forehead to brush against Sam’s. “Wherever the tide takes us.”
The waves continued to roll in, the sun casting their shadows long against the sand. And as they stood there, wrapped in warmth and something deeper than words, they knew—this was just the beginning.
~Wylddane
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