My Sea, My Home

Timoteo, also known as Teo, mostly due the fact he wasn fond of his name, is a young man who works as a member crew of a small cruise ship, Victoria, under the ownership/direction of his older brother, Ramón.

His dream was to be the best chef in the whole country, and who knows, maybe being lucky enough to move to Paris, a place hes dreamed of since he was a child.

Today was a normal day, not different from any other, however Teo felt, oddly, adventurous, he craved for freedom more than usual.

So, as soon as he arrived with his friend and co-worker -who his brother assigned as his babysitter-, he sprung out of the van right to the coast.

The sun shone bright up above the young lads head, the sunlight warming up his cold tanned skin kissed by the gentle yet strong spring breeze hitting by the coastline, bringing a sea spray up to his beautiful face.

His soft fluffy blonde curls danced as he spun around singing at the top of his lungs, eyes closed as he thanked the heavens for experiencing it once more under the safety the coast offers him.

Waves crashed against the shore, bringing up a whiff of the brine up to his button nose.

Soon after, shoes flew up in the air as bare feet smashed against the shoreline, whilst the young man ran along it without care in the world, feeling as free as the wind forgetting about worries and responsibilities.

He threw himself on the sand, laughing heartily, eyes squinting his bright turquoise eyes at the brightness of the sunlight.

”Get up, kid! Shake off the sand and put on your shoes ”

His smile vanished off his face as a shadow covered his body from the sun, all of the sudden the wind blew up again, however this time it was cold, as much as the expressionless young man crossing his arms in front of him

”Are you just gonna stare at me or actually move? ” He spoke quietly, tilting his head just a teensy little bit.

”We didn come here on vacation. Shake a leg, dude ”

The younger sulked, barely prompting himself up as the red haired stared at him without remorse seeing the boys frown deepening, hardening his soft features.

”Can you let me breathe for a freaking minute? We arrived way earlier than the set time. Now move! You
e covering the sun ”

”Can you breathe when you
e working too, whats so different now? ”, not moving an inch.

The wind played in his comrades favor giving him chills, as a reaction he huddled up, yet it turned into a competency of willpower, ”Can you see? We are at the beach on a sunny day! You can possibly be thinking about work right now, man! ”

For the first time since the man appeared on scene one could see what imitated what seemed a slight frown as his small dark eyes formed a single line, his thin lips tightening, although a sharp observer might notice how hard he was gritting his little teeth at the moment.

”Bring your lazy bum to the port in five minutes. Guests are gon pop in soon ”, his soft former tone morphed into a dangerous deep one.

”If I don see you there you
e sleeping n here ”, he threatened the younger, yet the blonde grinned smugly, learning back on the sand.

”Then bye, hyung~ see ya in the morning~ ”, his eyes almost vanishing whilst he spoke, his deep low bass voice shifting to a playful one as he dismissed the elder.

”Don test me, Timoteo. Get your arse up this instant ”, he demanded without hesitation.

”I hate being addressed like that and you know it! Its unfair, pal. My name is Teo, don forget it ”, he got back on his feet in a matter of seconds, ready to fight back, he never was fond of his name.

”Now you
e up, follow me ”

”No until you take back that horrendous name you just used against me. That was offensive. ”

”Isn that the name in your ID? If you wanna fight someone then fight the ones who named you like that. Im not the one to blame here ” the younger threw a fit, stomping his bare feet on the hot sand..

”Don forget to wear your shoes, someone might smash those little toes if you don . ”

”Youd have to carry me up there if you want me to! Besides I ain wearing no crap ” his feet burnt the longer he stood on the hot ground, but his stubbornness could be matched by a donkey only.

The older bent over to pick up the shoes whilst the blonde turned his back on him as a sign of protest.

The last thing the sulking younger male heard was the sound of soft chuckle before being thrown over his shorter males shoulders.

”The Hell! Put me down! Imma fall! Stop being a jerk ” he squirmed under