Shiranda's POV

   I smile and sigh, taking in the beautiful scenery of buildings and people passing by.  "Do you like the beach?"  Hobi asks me, a smile on his face, his eyes focused on driving.  "I love the beach.  It's so peaceful.  Really serene."  "I love the beach, too."

He parks the car and we take the stuff out of the car, Yeony jumping down out of it.  We walk onto the sand, finding a spot, which isn't hard, since we're the only ones here.  Perfect. 

J-Hope's POV

It seems to me that we're the only ones here.  It's perfect.  This is the perfect day for a beach date.

We set down some towels and I put the picnic basket down.  She strips of her shirt and flip flops, revealing the pink bikini I love so much.  I stare at her in awe before snapping out of it.  I don't wanna get caught staring.

I take my shirt off, hoping she doesn't pay attention to my dad belly.

Shiranda's POV

I'm just gonna say what everyone's thinking....Hoseok is fucking ripped.  And he said he doesn't have abs....  Bitch please.  I tried so hard not to stare, but I failed, only for a little bit.

Hoseok picks up the frisbee and throws it, Yeon running to catch it.  We play fetch with him for awhile until we decide to get in the water. 

Hoseok disappears, and I look around to see if I can spot him.  Suddenly, I feel something lift me up as I let out a squeal, throwing me into the water. 

I come back up, clinging onto a wet, ripped body, my arms wrapped around the neck, and my legs wrapped around the torso.

"Yah!  Hoseok, that wasn't funny!"  I pretend to be mad, lightly punching his arm.  I just realized his hands are on my ass, holding me up. 

He smiles and we laugh.  "You're so cute when you pretend to be mad."  We get lost in each other's eyes, and slowly lean in.  Our lips connect and move in sync slowly.

When he pulls away, we smile at each other.  We swim together in the water, holding hands.  After swimming, we play volleyball. 

I beat Hobi, but it was a close game.  "Good game."  I say to him as we sit down.  We start setting up the food.  "Yeah, you're really good."  He smiles.  "Thanks.  You are, too.  You were only one point behind."  "You're welcome, and thanks."  "You're welcome."

We talk as we eat.  "So, I noticed your flip fops.  Do you have any other merch?"  "I sure do.  I have so much stuff, and I'm so grateful for it."  "How long have you been ARMY?"  "Since high school.  I've been dedicated since then, and I don't plan on stopping." 

"That's good to hear,"  He smiles.  "We love you guys, and we appreciate the support."  He does aegyo, and for some reason it reminds me of J-Hope flower.  "We truly do purple you guys, especially me."  I smile. 

He leans over and intiates a kiss.  I kiss back.  He pulls away and stares into my eyes. 

The sun (the actual one) is setting, the sky mottled with colors of pink and orange, setting the perfect mood.

He pulls my face closer to his, passionately kissing me, my hands resting on his wrists, making us fall back. 

He's in between my legs, one of them propped up as the other one is straight.  My arms wrap around his neck as our tongues passionately collide, no lust in the kiss.  Just passion.  He pulls away and his orbs analyze mine, a closed-lip smile on his face. 

I smile brightly.  Yeontan runs up to us and tries to lick our faces.  I laugh and we sit up.  We put our knees up to our chest, our arms around them, my head leaning on him, staring at the water.  "Hoseok?"  I say, barely above a whisper.  "Yeah?"  "This was perfect."