A/N:
Hi everybody! Hope you are well.
This is a two-part chapter. I'm trying something new.
I will warn you that there are certain minor nsfw factors in this chapter, but nothing too serious.
Part two will be up tomorrow! So go eat some snacks, watch a few episodes of your favourite show, study, whatever floats your boat, and you'll see it up :)
I also wanted to shout out @speedyloot
She has a really cool Octane book too.
Let's jump right into it!
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"Loba Andrade. That was her name! God, she's hands down the hottest person I've seen in ages. Even her name is sexy. She had this super cool accent, and I started stuttering looking into her eyes like-"
Mirage won't stop rambling about the girl he met last night at the restaurant. I've seen Elliott this worked up about a lot of different people but not to this degree.
"She kept saying weird stuff like oh, we'll meet soon again... and wouldn't give me her number. So ominous. Mysterious. I can't stop thinking about that woman, god."
I just chuckle and brush it off, as I was just glad to hear he had a good night.
It's 11 am, and the beach is bustling with people. I came down to the beach after sleeping in a little bit. I had Octavio's key, yes, but I just kissed him goodnight at his door and left to my own peace. After all, it was a vacation. I love spending time with him, but I really didn't know what he was thinking. To do with me, anyways.
Gibby playing volleyball with lifeline, who surprisingly is a match for him despite his towering height. Natalie is sitting alone right by the water, walking around with her bare feet, clearly giddy and excited. Anita is sunbathing with the sickest pair of shades I've seen. Elliott was supposed to be helping Ajay with her match against Gibby, but just left as soon as he saw me. To ramble about this, Ms. Andrade, of course. I guess lifeline couldn't handle it.
"Knock it off, Mirage. We get it."
Anita hisses at Mirage from her chair. This is enough to stop Elliott. Who, by the way, was picking up WAY too many random girls on the beach, and he wasn't even trying. Actually, it wasn't just Mirage. Every legend was being recognized. People were literally taking photos from every angle from a distance, too meek to speak to them directly. It was amazing how these people were enjoying themselves even when people are just...snapping shots of them every second.
I guess they'd be wondering who the hell I was to be talking to them. Ha, sucks to be them.
"So yeah, Y/N. That was my amazing night. Couldn't have been hotter. Even though...you know... we didn't do anything... and she just said she'll see me again soon... How was your night?"
I blush a little at the kiss Octavio and I shared just a night ago. I'm pretty sure I shouldn't talk about it yet, so I try to come up with something. Just as I part my lips, I feel a nimble hand on my shoulder.
"Oh, we had a cute night, isn't that right, hermosa?"
Octavio hooks one arm around me, popping out of literally nowhere. His face looms over mine a little too close - enough that if someone bumped into us, we'd unintentionally kiss.
Mirage raises both eyebrows in a bit of a shock.
"Her...mosa? Octane, what the heck, doesn't that mean-"
Elliott tries to ask, but Octavio is quick with his words.
"Yeah, right on, now if you'll excuse us, we're going to go have...fun."
He then just, hooks me away. From the crowd.
I don't say anything, because his smile was too wide. I wasn't going to lie - he was beautiful, but this wasn't a nice thing to do.
"Okay, er, where are we going?"
I ask.
He looks at me and smiles, swiftly holding my hand as if we were a couple.
"There's a second beach. Very bella."
"What?"
"That's the bigger beach, and if we walk a little bit around that hill from, you know, last night, I found a less crowded area. I wanted to be with you, you know. My little conejita?"
"Your what?"
He scratches his neck and looks away from me, obviously blushing.
"What does that mean?"
"My uh, don't worry about it."
Mental note: google it later.
We walk a path I haven't seen before. He must've scouted around the entire resort already - I'm not surprised. It's Octane. Probably went jogging this morning already.
We enter a woody, almost forest-like area full of palm trees. The air is instantly cool, and he doesn't stop smiling the entire way, talking about how much better this beach was.
The nice air is quickly met with a humid heat as we come to a clearing and see the beach. I see a familiar figure down the white sand in the distance - a shirtless man holding a surfboard. He's got a few cool tattoos. I'd recognize them anywhere.
"Hey! Joon!"
I put the hand Octavio wasn't holding up to wave hello.
He recognizes me from afar, instantly breaking into a smile. I honestly didn't know that man knew how to smile like that.
"Hi, Y/N!"
He yells out.
I feel Octavio's grip on my hand tighten just a little for a split second. Tavio looks straight at Crypto, a lot of the giddiness from earlier gone.
"I didn't know you surfed, man."
Octavio says, in a rather flat tone of voice. Joon walks over closer to us. He has a very well - toned, fit body. Broad shoulders - pretty well built. Very cool.
"Yeah. I used to do it a lot. It's nice to get back to it."
He seems a lot less tense, unlike his usual, well, paranoid self. It doesn't take long for Joon to notice that Octavio and I were holding hands.
"Yeah, coolio hoolio. Anyways, adios, we will get going - "
Octavio quickly hooked his arm around me and gives me an unexpected kiss on the cheek, making it so intense that a popping noise came out when he pulled away.
Joon's eyes go wide in an obvious shock as Octavio...slightly sneers and walk away with me, leaving the poor guy stunned.
My jaw drops but I really don't know what to say. Surely this beach is a bit better than the other one: less seaweed floating around, fewer people, and there was music! Really cool electronic music that I vibe with.
I decide to let this one go and keep walking the beach with Octavio.
"What do you want for dinner? I scouted the entire neighbourhood, and I found some new places I haven't been to. You say jump, I say how high, hermosa. Just let me know."
I sigh, overwhelmed at his enthusiasm and just smile. I turn my head back just a second to see Crypto scratching the back of his head and walking to the shade. Sigh.
There was an empty Cabana in the distance. Octavio hoists me up on his arms, which were much stronger than they looked, and gently dropped me on the soft, cushiony beach chair.
"You hold on right here. Look at the waves or something. I'll get your drinks. Whaddya want, my queen?"
"Your what? Queen?"
"Yes ma'am. My beautiful queen."
"Do you just say that stuff out loud now?"
"I like you, remember?"
I giggle. His bright green swim trunks. His very well-toned abs and the lesser-known yet just as beautiful chest. Lean, skinny build. A dashing smile with kind, excited eyes. I really did like him too.
"A Margarita cocktail, please."
"On it!"
And he literally runs to get it. I let out a sigh of comfort and look at the view I'm presented with. Emerald green waters, a few happy strangers, the crashing waves, and the fiery sun. Clearly this was heaven, some corner of it, anyway. My heart does a little jump, happy to realize that I'm blessed with good people and good places.
"-and so, I decided to pick up the rifle. Quite heavy, but I thought it'd slatra."
A very, very familiar and distinct voice with that very accent. It was from the cabana right beside me. My first instinct was to panic - Octavio literally said some stuff right here that I did not need people finding out about.
I poke my head out to look. There sat Bloodhound, in a mask, but they were wearing...somewhat casual clothing. A long-sleeved shirt, a long-sleeved pair of pants, different goggles and a face mask. Some of their neck was exposed - it was a lot of cracked skin. Beside them sat Wraith, who was a stunner. Hair down, she was wearing a purple bikini that shaped her curves so well, I was almost jealous as I looked at my bikini. Mine was red.
Bloodhound continued to tell their story until Renee was staring at me a tad bit too long.
Both of them were looking at me.
"Oh, hello, Y/N."
Bloodhound says, casually.
"Uh, what's up! Haha!"
I sound like an idiot.
"Looking good."
Renee says. I'm flattered.
"So uh, listen, did you guys hear anything?"
I awkwardly get to the point.
"No. Other than the seagulls and the people."
Bloodhound says. I believe them.
"Yeah me nei-"
Renee tries to finish her sentence, but her eyes suddenly do the 'whitening' thing that happens every time a voice from the void talks to her. She stays silent for a few seconds.
Oh, dear. Fuck the other Wraith. Please don't tell this Wraith anything. Fuck.
"I uh, no, I don't know anything."
She says.
I close my eyes in embarrassment as I turn back to my cabana.
"HERMOSAAA!"
Octavio comes running holding two plastic glasses full of cocktails garnished with lime slices. I have no idea how he doesn't lose a single drop of them as he sprints. That wasn't my concern, though. He was yelling hermosa.
"Oh my god, Octavio, shh!!!"
He suddenly comes to a skidding halt in the sand as he sees my serious expression. Now he loses a few drops of the drinks.
"What's the matter? You okay?"
He hands me one as he finishes his in one huge gulp. Holy shit.
I shake my head and take the cocktail, quickly finishing it with some manners, at least.
He plops down on the chair next to me.
"So, did you know. My legs are completely waterproof. Ajay got some skills, yo. Swim?"
Yes. Anything to get out of Bloodhound and Wraith's range.
"Yes! Please! Por Favor!"
I hurriedly answer.
He laughs and stands up. He eyes me from head to toe, trying to make it discreet, but it wasn't working. It was Octane, anyways. We run down the sand together, giggling. The sun on his perfect skin was honestly, a blessing. This boy had such beautiful eyes, I wanted to stare into them for hours. We jump into the clear, glistening and cold water and laugh. He splashes a bunch of water at my face, and I do the same.
"Wait, wait, stop, hold on,"
He says.
"Watch, Y/N."
He stares directly down for a bit.
Suddenly, he shoots his arm down the water in front of him, yelling a HEEYAAAAAA!
Of course, I jump at the sudden movement. Holding up a flapping fish in his hand, he starts laughing after he shows me. I'm just amazed.
"How the fuck?"
I ask, mid-laughter.
"You know what they say, fast as fuck, boy!"
He says as he tosses the fish back in the water. We chuckle a little more together, until it stops. The silence between us grows, but tension grows - a sexual one. Our eyes lock. He's facing the sun, so his damp hair and bright eyes glisten and I think I'm looking at some god for a second. It should be illegal to be this attractive - hell, there wasn't a single unattractive legend in this place. What the hell.
"You know, I'm really digging this bikini on you. Looks really...hot."
He says, inching near me.
"OKAY, let's uh, I'm going to burn. Want to go inside and play pool or something?"
I say, remembering that Bloodhound and Wraith may have been watching somewhere.
"Um, okay. Whatever you say, love."
Love? I was love now? I didn't know why, but today, he was making me uncomfortable.
He swings his arm around me again as we walk out of the water.
He looks up, straight ahead, and sees Bloodhound and Wraith.
I know he did, because his hand moves down to my boob, putting his hand under my bikini and gives it a squish as the two in the distance look our way.
Oh. My god.
Nope.
That's not very hot.
Renee's jaw drops, and I'm sure Bloodhound's did as well.
I'm pretty angry. He is beautiful and I am enamoured with him, yes, but this wasn't what I wanted.
I slap his hand away from me.
"Huh?"
He says.
"Don't follow me."
I run away from him, angry. And I wasn't exactly sure how to put why I was angry. So, I just ran until I was completely out of breath, back at my hotel room, in my bikini, with my stuff all left alone at the beach. I take the room key I tied to my bracelet and walk in, slamming the door behind me as I mutter to myself.
"Is that all I am to you, Octavio? Just another fun girl that makes your dick hard?"
Sigh.
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A/N:
Yes, fellas, I heard you, loud and clear.
NSFW coming your way.