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Maybe the Beach isn’t So Bad- Pete Dunne One Shot

This something that has been in my drafts forever. I finally finished it and now I’m posting it.

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It had been so long since You had been, let alone thought about going to the beach. Spending a few hours on the warm sand, listening to the waves crash against the shore. The beach is your happy place, if you could live there you would, but your boyfriend of three years, Pete Dunne, always said it’s not his thing. 

On one of your rare free days, you beg Pete to go with you to the beach. It takes a little convincing but you finally get him to agree. You put on a simple, black push-up bikini. The bottoms just barely cover your ass and the top creates amazing cleavage. You throw on a tank top and shorts before heading back to where Pete is waiting.

You walk into the living room to see Pete in a pair of bright blue swim trunks. 

“Awe! Don’t you look cute in your bright blue shorts!” You say jokingly. He snarls at you and starts to mumble incoherently under his breath. You grab the beach bag and put your wallet, phone, towels, beach blanket and sunscreen inside. You throw the bag up on my shoulder. 

“Okay, grumpy lets go!” You say with a laugh as you head towards the door. Pete stands up from the couch with a grumble but follows you to the car. You place the bag in the back seat then get in the driver’s seat. Pete takes his sweet time getting into the car. 

You roll your eyes at him, “Hurry your ass up Peter!” You say getting a little annoyed.

“I don’t want ta go!” He grumbles as he slides into the passenger seat. 

“Well suck it up buttercup! You’re going and you’re going to have fun!” 

After a twenty minute ride, you pull up to the beach parking. You quickly put the the car in park and get out.

You grab the beach bag and head towards the white, hot sand. You look back and see Pete, several steps behind you. You stop and wait for him to catch up. He catches up and has a snarl plastered across his face. 

You take Pete’s hand and lead him across the beach. You find an empty spot in the sand and lay the blanket down. You sit down on the blanket and look up at Pete. You pat the spot next to you “Sit down! It’s not going to kill you.” 

“Don’t want ta take any chances.” He states crossing his arms

“Come on you stick in the mud!” You say grabbing the sunscreen from the bag. 

He lets out a growl and sits down on the blanket next to me.

“See, the beach is fun place.” You say pulling your tank top and shorts off, revealing your black bikini. Pete’s eyes almost popped out of his head. 

His tongue darts across his bottom lip, “Maybe ya right. The beach isn’t so bad.”

You laugh and shake your head. “Well you better restrain yourself. We just got here and I don’t plan on leaving until the sun sets.”

You lay down on the towel next to Pete and hear him growl. “Pete if you will try and have a good time, I promise you will get a reward.”

He leans down next to your ear and whispers “What kind?”

“Whatever kind you want, as long as I enjoy my day on the beach.”

“Mhm, I’ll make sure you enjoy it.” He whispers before biting at your ear.

“Pete stop!” You say flinching.

“Come on love, you know you like it.” He says and you can almost hear the smirk on his face.

“Maybe but that is at other times, not while I’m trying to relax.” You grab your tank top and cover my face.

He huffs and and leans back in his elbows. You move the shirt from your face and see him sitting there.

“See you need the sun, you’re very pasty from being in England all the time.”

He mumbles something then sticks his tongue out at you.

“Pete will you at least try to relax? You’re always so busy I figured this would time for us to take a break from our everyday lives.” You sit up. “But if you’re really not enjoying this we can just go back home.” You say starting to put your tank top on.

“No, no, no! I’ll try ta relax. I know you’ve been wantin’ ta relax on the beach. I’m sorry for being a pain in the ass.” He apologizes and tanks your shirt from your arms.

You look at him with a raised eyebrow. “Are you sure?” You ask.

“I’m sure love.” He nods.

“Ok” you grab you tank top cover your face again as you lay down.

Pete sits up watching you lay there. After a while he slowly relaxes and lays down. Soon you flip over and he still glances at you every few seconds.

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After your day on the beach you and Pete grab dinner then head back home. You make it home and enjoy your dinner. As soon as you both finish eating, Pete is already on you about his reward.

“Pete, I promised you would get one!”

“But I want it now!” He says pouting like a child.