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whoever george saw had hid back.

"it's fine." he called out, setting the guitar down beside him. "i-i won't hurt you..."

the person peeped up at him. george was taken aback by his gorgeous blue eyes. it was almost as blue as the sea.

based on his skin, george knew he was of the sea. the complete opposite of him.

george didn't know how he felt. awe? surprise? curiousity? he didn't know. he hasn't met someone of the sea before.

slowly, george walked up to him, feet sinking a little on the wet sand.

"i-i..."

the person licked their dry lips and cleared his throat.

"m'ringo." he uttered shyly, throat a bit rough from not using his voice.

george smiled at him.

"i'm george." he placed a hand on the rock. "are you...?"

"of the sea?" he immediately shut his mouth. "s-sorry i didn't mean to cut y-you off..."

george waved it off. "it's fine, really."

"yes i'm from the sea." ringo said softly, eyes round with wonder as he looked at him.

"you haven't seen someone of the sun, before?"

pink tint spread across ringo's cheeks. he looked cute, biting down on his bottom lip again.

"n-no." he mumbled, nibbling nervously on his bottom lip. his red lips, together with his bright blue eyes, stood out from his pale skin.

"what's it like down there?" george asked softly, glancing briefly at his red lips. he looked up, brown eyes meeting blue.

"cool. wet. corals and fishes there and there." ringo replied, voice less shaky from before. "what's it like? on land?"

george frowned. "you can't walk?" he glanced over the rock in between them. ringo was wearing thin, smooth clothing that clung to him. george blushed. it was for swimming, he reminded himself. he looked up, inmediately transfixed on those pretty blue eyes of his.

"i-i don't know how to walk," he confessed.

ringo was embarrased. he looked down, breaking their gaze.

"and i don't know how to swim." george said, trying to cheer him up.

"is it true water hurts you?"

george nodded. "it numbs and hurts as fuck."

"listen i..." ringo licked his quickly drying lips. "i need to get back or i'll---"

"oh. right." george broke in. he recovered quickly. "w-will you be here tomorrow?"

ringo nodded, slowly backing away. george watched as the water raised up unto his chin. he'll never know what it's like to be under water. even baths and showers hurted like hell.

"w-will you be here?" ringo asked, heart thumping in his chest. george wanted to see him again?

"i promise."

ringo beamed at him before diving down, splashing the water. george flinched a bit in fear of the water touching him. but nothing came.

then he remembered the splash from yesterday.

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