[In theory, he looks like he could use a little sun and fresh air. He's too skinny, definitely too pale, and his forehead is damp with sweat as he slicks his bangs to the side.
The water is bound to be cooler, and that makes it tempting, but he doesn't trust his own coordination enough to actually go in. Steve finds a seat with an umbrella over it, looks around to make sure it doesn't belong to anyone before he sits down.
Now if he can just keep his eyes off...well, some of the swimwear is a little more than he's used to seeing, that's all.]