Daithi de Nogla - 8

"(Y/n), are ye there?" Nogla said, waving his hand in your face.

"Yeah, just lost in thoughts."

"Oh, okay, but what ye think?"

"I don't know."

"(Y/n), please?"

"*sigh* Okay."

"Really?!"

"Yeah, why not!?"

"Yeah!"

~time skip~ (to the beach)

"I hate this." You said, covering yourself more with the beach towel.

"Ye look cute though!"

"No I don't."

"Of course ye do!" He came closer to you as he grabbed the towel. You were using a (f/c) bikini. You quickly grabbed the beach ball from him and tried to cover yourself with it again.

"Really (y/n)?"

"Yes really!" You said blushing. He then smirked at you. 'Oh no.' He charged and carried you like he was caring a potato bag (lol). "Nogla! Put me down!"

"Nope!" He started laughing.

"David!" You joined his laugh.

"Okay, okay, hold on." He said, and talked to someone and you felt him moving, but you couldn't see what he was doing or who he was talking to.

"Nogla?"

"Here." He said and stuck a pop cicle on your mouth.

"Tmk mu" you said. He put you down after a while and he had already finished his, but you were still flavoring yours.

"Hey (y/n)."

"Wha?" You said, getting the pop cicle out of your mouth and looking at him, millimeters away from your face.

He then closed the gap. After a few seconds, he pulled away and licked his lips.

"Mm, strawberry."

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