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There's always joy in the darkest of times

Dezeray pulled on her light blue over shirt and headed out to the living room, where Kurt and Zisteau were waiting. They headed out to the convertible again. Dezeray got settled in the backseat, pulling out her phone.

Dez: You wanna come to the beach?

She sat her phone on her lap and pulled out her sun glasses, slipping them on. She pulled the hair tie out of her hair and her hair blew back in the wind. She glanced down at her phone as it went off.

MC: I'd love to! Want me to meet you there?

Dez: No, we'll pick you up.

MC: Alright, I love you.

Dez: I love you too.

They pulled up to MC's house after a little while and he approached the car with a smile. He climbed in beside Dezeray and gave her a smile. Dezeray leaned in and kissed him gently. It was quiet the rest of the way, though it wasn't awkward. They pulled up to the beach, which was barely outside of downtown, and the sun glistened off the water.

"You guys go ahead, Z and I will bring the chairs and stuff and get a spot." Kurt says as they all climb out of the car.

"Okay." Dezeray says with a smile.

She grabs MC's hand, twining their fingers together and walking towards the beach, their arms swinging slightly. It was peaceful, despite the kids running around screaming, people playing volleyball, the waves hitting the shore, and people talking while they laid in the sun. They reach the sand and she kicks off her sandals, picking them up, preferring to feel the hot sand on her feet.

"How'd counseling go?" MC asks, glancing over at Dezeray as they walk along the waters edge.

"It was.... rough." Dezeray says, glancing out at the water, which never seemed to end.

"How so?"

"Anne had me tell her about that night with Max and about the night my parents died."

"Oh.... I'm sorry Dez." MC says, gently squeezing her hand.

Dezeray sends him a small smile. "It's okay, it actually kinda helped."

"That's good." MC says, returning the smile.

"You want to go put our stuff down so we can swim?"


The two head over to where Zisteau and Kurt are setting up the stuff. Dezeray puts her sandals down and pulls her over shirt off, exposing what her swimsuit didn't cover, which honestly was a lot.

"We're gonna go swim." Dezeray says.

"Alright, but be back in a little bit, we brought stuff for dinner."


MC and Dezeray walk back towards the water, with MC unable to keep his eyes off of Dezeray.

"You look amazing." MC says, his cheeks heating up ever so slightly.


Dezeray had on a purple bikini, which had spaghetti straps and didn't cover all that much, but she had the body for it. They walked into the warm water, swimming as far out as they could. It was peaceful, as most people stayed closer to the shore. The water was warm and felt great on her skin.

She splashed some water at MC, making his hair stick to his forehead. MC, in return splashed water back at her. She giggled, swimming closer to MC and wrapping her arms around his neck. She nuzzled their noses together, looking lovingly into MC's blue eyes. She pressed her lips to his, kissing him gently, letting her fingers tangle in his wet brown hair as MC's hands started exploring her bare stomach. The kiss deepened and grew more passionate, as the two floated in their own isolated little part of the lake.

Dezeray eventually pulled away, totally out of breath, though she never, ever wanted that moment to end. She rested her forehead against his, unable to keep her eyes from his. She caressed his cheek gently.

"I love you." She murmured.

"I love you too." MC replied, his voice barely a whisper.

They slowly swim back to shore, heading towards Kurt and Zisteau. Zisteau was relaxing in the sun and Kurt was cooking hotdogs on a mini grill. Kurt sends the two a smile and tosses them both a towel.

"Dinner will be ready shortly." Kurt says.

"Whatcha up to dad?" Dezeray questions, sitting beside Zisteau.

Zisteau glances at Dezeray briefly. "Oh, you know, just watching that cutie cook."

Dezeray laughs and moves to sit on MC's lap after he sits down.

"What? Ground not comfortable enough?" MC asks with a chuckle, wrapping his arms around Dezeray.

"Nope." Dezeray giggles, kissing MC's nose.

"Dinners ready!" Kurt says cheerily, passing out plates and grabbing a bottle of something, scotch, to be exact, out of the cooler.

Dezeray laughs. "You can't have a meal without that stuff, can you?"

"Nope." Zisteau says, taking the bottle and opening it. He takes a long drink before handing it to Kurt, who does the same.

"Too bad you're not old enough for this, cause it's really good." Kurt says.

"Eh, I'm old enough." Dezeray says jokingly.

"Eh, couldn't hurt." Kurt says, handing Dezeray the bottle.

"You're serious?"


Dezeray shrugs and takes a sip, letting the alcohol roll across her tongue. "I like this."

Kurt laughs, taking the bottle back. "Well, that's all you get, can't have you addicted to this stuff just yet."

They all relax in the sun, eating their dinner and chatting, laughing, and teasing. If anyone really paid attention and looked at them, they looked like a family, a real family. And, just like every other family, they had problems. they weren't perfect, but that's okay; being perfect isn't all that fun.

They sat, talked, and relaxed for a long while, long enough that the sun had started its descent, casting beautiful colors over the lake, and almost every other person leaving the beach, making it seem deserted. Just like the picture she had painted. A beautiful, perfect moment, captured in paint and memory, for she'd surely never forget this moment, ever.

"The first time I went to the beach, or the first I can remember anyway, my parents and I left the house before the sun had risen, we were the first ones to get to the beach, and we watched the sun rise over the water, all sitting together on a blanket." Dezeray says with an innocent smile, staring lovingly at MC as the light faded and the moon began its ascent.

"That's cute. Maybe one day we could come and watch the sun rise together." MC responds, wrapping an arm around Dezeray's shoulder.

"I'd like that, a lot."

Dezeray cuddled into MC's side, resting her head on his shoulder as they watched the final rays of light fall victim to the moons light.

Date: Saturday, January 30th, 2016 03:14 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] scara
Loved this happy feels chapter :D

Nice to see them all just relaxing and not stressing.

Date: Saturday, January 30th, 2016 03:36 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] scara
Yes you need highs to counter lows and lows to show how much highs are appreciated.

I'm going to hazard a guess that you're going to go with the second option there; but for your sake Bubbles I hope that if things do have a terrible effect on her that MC or someone else manages to pull her back over from the decent into the black hole of emptiness.
Edited Date: Saturday, January 30th, 2016 03:37 am (UTC)

Date: Saturday, January 30th, 2016 10:58 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] scara
Indeed you are :3


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