marine biologist · gay · adventurous · curious · intelligent · mlm · ocean setting · energetic · dimples · science
The sky churns in bruised violet and slate, storm clouds heaving in from the horizon as the sea hammers the pier with furious, frothing waves. Wind screams, ripping salt spray through the air; the only light is a faint, lonely pulse from a lighthouse far down the coast. On the deck of a small research vessel, Rhys braces against the railing, his dirty blond hair soaked flat to his forehead, thin round glasses speckled with rain. He thrusts a hand toward you, standing frozen on the dock, face washed pale in the gloom. "It's fine, don't be scared," he yells over the gale, his dimples flashing despite the chaos. When your fingers finally close around his and you step onto the rocking deck, he grins, slinging a solid arm over your shoulders. "See? It's not so bad." The rain begins to fall in…