Finally home…

You closed your eyes as you let out a breathy sign of relief from your lips. Today had been absolute madness; you were constantly surrounded by noise, people were constantly hanging by your ear whispering appointment dates into your ears or making their demands known to you as clients. Your fingers wear numb from typing out reports on your keyboard, holding a pen in your hand to sign documents and flipping through mountains of files. Even the drive home had not been silent; it seems like everyone was in a bad mood today and there were lots of honking in the streets. The cacophony throughout the door nearly made you deaf and now that you were finally surrounded by silence, it was pure bliss.

As your senses slowly came back, the soft lapping of water flowed into your ears, the melodious sound making your entire being relax even more. Opening your eyes, you spotted a figure cut through the water gracefully, his long arms extending far in front of him as he swam laps across the pool using the freestyle . Without a doubt, that figure was Johnny and you made your way over to the side of the pool, hoping to get a closer look at him in action. Watching Johnny swim was fascinating, it was your first time seeing him swim and you openly admired how he effortlessly cut through the blue waters, each precise, clean and neat. What’s even better is that he finished each lap so quickly, a proof to his great stamina you never knew he had. You also couldn’t help but lay your eyes at some point in time on his well-developed back muscles and broad shoulders. Finally he emerged from the water and smoothed his long silky hair back with a single hand. You swore a man smoothing his hair back had never looked so y before. Just as your cheeks were heating up from your slightly improper thoughts on his physique, Johnny whipped around and broke out into a sly smile.

“Were you staring at me?”

“Staring at you? Wha- wha-what nonsense! I was merely enjoying the view!” You came up with a lame defence and you mentally smacked yourself for your incompetency.

“Of me, you mean.” He shot back as he flashed you a smirk.

Walking across to your side of the pool, he folded his arms before placing them against the ledge. Settling his head on top of his knuckles, he watched you with a small smile on his face.

“Come here, I’ve got something to tell you.”

Raising from the bench, you walked over to where he was before squatting down to look at him more closely. Both of you stared at each other for some time as your eyes gradually became crescents, happiness sipping into your body as trickles just by simply staring at his big brown orbs.

A playful glint made its way into his eyes but before warning bells could ring in your head, he had extend