Justin Taylor (jstn_sunshine) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-06-19 00:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, justin taylor, lilo pelekai, miguel |
Who: Lilo Pelekai, Miguel and Justin Taylor
What: Surfing. Sorta. Some of them.
When: Backdated: Weekend, June 14th
Where: Newport Beach
Rating: Family Friendly
Status: Complete
Justin was looking forward to not only hanging out with Miguel but also to meeting Lilo. Since she lived in Newport Beach, they’d decided to meet there. It had been a few weeks now since he’d gone surfing, which was better than the months he’d let get between the last time he’d been surfing, and having more friends who surfed was bound to make it even easier to plan. After getting his stuff together and loading his board into his car, he headed to Newport Beach, hoping that it wouldn’t be too difficult to find Miguel and Lilo once he got there. He wasn’t sure exactly what part of the beach they were meeting at, but that was what cell phones were for after all.
That’s what cell phones were for indeed! Unless you were Miguel, of course. Since he was using his to endlessly take pictures of little to nothing. Oh look, there’s a very nice sandcastle. Picture! Oh, look! A stick bug! Picture. And so on and so forth, until he’d wound up by the beach, sand between his toes and water lapping at his ankles.
Probably, he should have had a surfboard. But he’d never really been before and he just assumed he could probably rent one somewhere. Or maybe just watch everyone else surf, depending. Tulio had been very clear on the fact that he really should try to avoid near-drowning and death this time around, after all.
He glanced around, curious, a little bored with his pictures of beach and stick bugs. He didn’t see Justin around, and so instead looked around for Lilo. Considering he’d never met her before it was a little rougher than it sounded. So? Well. When all else fails, go to yelly capslocks. “I’M SUPPOSED TO BE MEETING PEOPLE HERE! HELLO!” Children stared at him funny. He smiled.
Lilo was in a crouch, carefully waxing her board, humming a little at the grapey smell. But then she heard someone yelling and the sound of laughing children. “OVER HEEEERE,” she yelled right back, standing up and jumping up and down. She wore her surfing suit, a halter type bikini top to keep her boobs still and a pair of boyshorts.
Justin had just pulled into the parking area of the beach when he heard someone yelling. A familiar someone, which caused him to smirk. That was definitely Miguel. He might have only met the man once, but he’d recognize his enthusiastic tone easily. Parking the car, he got out, spotting Miguel and waved in his direction then cupped his hands around his mouth, “MIGUEL!” He heard someone else yelling as well and looked in the direction of the woman jumping up and down.
“YESSS.” Miguel? Loved some fucking capslocks. You could just hear them. “PEOPLE. HI.” Lee was closer so he literally hop skip jumped over to her whilst simultaneously waving over at Justin. What could he say? He was really just great at multitasking.
“Hi hello hi!” His teeth were very white, and that was a good thing, since he smiled so terribly much. “I’m Miguel -- that’s Justin comin’ up over there. We talked on the internet so clearly we are best friends right now. I’m not trying to be crazy or weird or anything, since I’m OBVIOUSLY married, but man you are pretty!”
What? Her curves weren’t exactly subtle, guys.
That made Lilo blush about five shades of red. “Obviously!” Instead of talking about how pretty she was (or wasn’t, at least in her opinion), she shook Miguel’s hand and waved to Justin with the other one. She loved bouncy happy people, and was excited to teach one of them how to do her favorite thing in the whole wide world.
Justin watched as Miguel headed down to the beach then he got his stuff out of the car. He already had his wetsuit on, it was one of the ones that stopped at his knees, so he hadn’t felt strange driving over in it. Carrying his board and a bag, which had a towel as well as a sketch pad, just in case, he headed down to join Miguel and Lilo.
“Hi,” He said as he finally reached them, “Like he said, we’ve talked on the net already, but I’m Justin.” He might have been gay, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t notice Lilo’s assets. He wasn’t about to stare of course, but....yeah, they were pretty hard to miss.
Miguel clapped his hands together in a way that intoned his infinite amount of excitement without him even needing to open his mouth. Not that he wasn’t going to anyway. “Gangs all here! Oh, gosh, hang on, photo.” He pulled his phone out again and snapped a ridiculously quick photo of the three of them. So quick, in fact, that he was probably the only one who had either expected it or smiled for it.
“I feel poorly dressed,” he said, continuing along as if he’d never really stopped. And he hadn’t. Not really. “But I figured I’d just rent a board somewhere -- do they do that here? -- and maybe like. I dunno. Learn how to not fall off it. I thought swim trunks were good enough for that. Am I wrong?”
“You can use mine! And yeah, you’re not going to go out real deep while you’re just learning. You’re good!” Lilo answered Miguel with a hip bump, beaming. “I hope your husband likes grape, ‘cause that’s the kind of wax I use and you’ll end up smelling like it.”
She resumed crouching over her board, carefully waxing every inch as she grinned at Justin. “Do you surf here ever? I prefer back home, but it’s a better home base for the pros.”
Justin hadn’t been expecting the picture taking, but he was almost always smiling, so there was a 50/50 chance that he had been in the picture. Justin let Lilo answer Miguel’s questions while he set down his own board, nodding when Lilo spoke to him, “Yeah, I’ve surfed here a few times. Laguna beach too. And Beverly Hills. I grew up there, so my friends and I were always surfing there.” He had waxed his board after the last time he’d gone surfing, so he didn’t need to do it now, “Where’s home?”
Miguel did sometimes know how to be quiet -- he drew pictures in the sand with his toe while Lilo made everything smell like grape dymatapp (which was a bit like candy, in its’ own right) and smiled at everything and anything. Really, it was just his way of things. Thank goodness he’d tricked someone into marrying him, since he was sure most others couldn’t stand his constant … Miguelness.
“Hawaii, right?” Because where else did you surf? Or, you know -- look like you were from Hawaii from? Yes, that was a proper sentence, thanks. Maybe.
“Yup, Hawaii.” She smiled up at the two of them, chuckling. “Gracious, it’s like I won the hot blond boys who want nothing to do with me lottery.” And both of them smiley, too.
“Okay, Miguel. So, do you know how to paddle on a board? I’d get comfy with that first. How’d you learn, Justin?”
Justin couldn’t help but laugh at that. While Miguel had already mentioned having a husband, Justin hadn’t given any indication that he was gay, but then again, considering neither of them had stared at her boobs or made any comments, that was probably a dead giveaway, “Apparently the gods are smiling down on you,” He glanced over at Miguel, smirking.
“I learned in high school. I had gone to the beach with a group of friends one day and one of them had brought a board. Everyone was taking turns on it and when I did, I was actually alright. So, I decided that I wanted to learn. We used to do it every weekend back then.” That had been when all they’d had was school.
Oh. He’d stared at her boobs a little bit. Just because he was married to a man didn’t mean Miguel wasn’t swayed by the curves of a lady, thanks. It just meant he was Tulio-sexual.
He didn’t know how to paddle on a board. He’d grown up in the middle of Texas. There were no oceans. There were no puddles. Armadillos were kind of a thing, though. Little, adorable, horrible armadillos. That people stuffed, and then put little bandanas on in shop windows. Miguel shuddered thinking on it.
“What?” he asked. Apparently he’d been thinking on it too much.
Lilo smiled. “Okay. So, uh, you’re just going to get on the board and paddle around for a little bit. Like, you’ll carry it, run into the ocean, put it in front of you, and flop onto it. Super fun, and it’ll get you used to the waves. Wait, can you swim?” Lilo blinked. Better safe than sorry with the hot ditzy one. The hot sweet one seemed to have his head on his shoulders.
Yes, making sure that Miguel could swim was probably the first thing they should check. Justin wasn’t sure how they would tell Tulio that his husband had accidentally drowned. That definitely wasn’t on Justin’s agenda for the day. “If you want to explain, I can demonstrate.” Justin might have been surfing for awhile, but Lilo was the professional and she appeared to be doing a better job of the explaining than he would have.
He was not ditzy! Okay, yes. He totally was.
“OF COURSE I CAN SWIM.” Miguel looked totally freaking affronted over that one. Sort of. There had been that almost drowning. But that rock had really come out of nowhere. And he’d been distracted. “Jeeezzz.”
He pushed his toe around the sand some more, and then smiled again, bright, forgiving. Like he’d never been bothered in the first place. “That sounds fun. I can totally do that.”
Smiling, Lilo reached out to strap the elastic band that would keep the board from drifting out to sea to Miguel’s ankle. “So go try!”
Justin secured the strap from his own board then picked it up and turned to Miguel and Lilo, “Here, watch me first.” He figured that it was probably better to have a visual first. Turning away from them, he headed towards the water, doing exactly what Lilo had explained to Miguel. When he hit the water, he let the water move him as he pulled himself onto the board then began paddling out towards a small swell.
“Oh,” said Miguel, watching Justin. “This is going to be so awkward.” Oddly, the blond didn’t actually seem concerned about making a fool of himself at all. Or worried at all, in fact. He was probably just missing the synopses in his brain where shame was supposed to have been.
So what else could he do? He totally freaking tried it. I imagined it very much like bowling. With your body. And no pins. And actually it was totally different than that. He didn’t fall over or off though so that was something. “OH MY GOSH.”
Lilo stood up so she could cheer him on, smiling as the boys both managed to hop over swells and surf on the boards. It made her grin, and she raised her fingers to her lips to whistle. “Miguel, you did so good! You lolo, you’re a natural!” She hip bumped him when he was back on the sand.
Justin was impressed at how well Miguel did and in fact he reminded him of how well he, himself, had done his first time. Sure, not everyone was a natural, but apparently they’d both had beginners luck, “That was really good,” He agreed, sweeping his wet hair back off his forehead. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” Justin couldn’t resist teasing Miguel a bit, but at the same time, he thought that it might be good for him to hear that he’d done so well that he hadn’t come off as quite the beginner that he was.
Miguel was really digging all these hip bumps. Super fun. He grinned, wide and bright at the compliments, teasing although they were. “Never before, no! I thought I was going to be ridiculous. You guys have to tell Tulio I didn’t suck, okay? He won’t believe me.” He paused, but only for a short second. “OKAY. Now you have to do awesome things! And show me! And I will watch and cheer!”
That just made Lilo laugh. “I’ll tell Tulio that you were awesome, and you were a vision, and you made my heart skip beats.” She held her hands to her chest and batted her eyelashes a few times. “I don’t know if I can do awesome things, but I’ll sure try!” She strapped her board to her ankle and didn’t have to be told twice, immediately heading out to the surf and swimming out to find a larger wave.
Justin opted to wait on the beach with Miguel and watch Lilo as she ran into the water, “Hey, maybe if we have time while we’re in San Francisco, we can hit up a beach and you can show Tulio what you’ve learned today.” He glanced over at the other blond, smirking. Sure, Miguel had only gone in once, but he was sure that before the day was over, they’d get him standing on a board. Now wouldn’t that be a surprise to Tulio.
It might have been! Miguel honestly gave Tulio just a hard a time as his husband gave him. Miguel smiled, an indulgent sort of smile, even as squinted to watch Lilo. She really was very good. He supposed that’s why she got paid for it.
“Could be fun,” he agreed, shoulder bumping Justin. “Never know though -- I doubt I’d be any good if you add a hangover into the equation.”
Eventually, Lilo got tired of playing by herself and went back onto the beach to flop down on the sand. “Who’s hung over?”
Justin laughed and bumped Miguel back, “So, in other words, you’re fully intending to sleep off your hangover on the plane ride back here?” Justin hadn’t thought that his idea to get a group together to go to Pride would actually happen, but more people had been interested then he had originally thought and with Gaz letting them use her jet, it was bound to be a really fun weekend. Now the rest of the month just needed to go by.
“No one yet.” He said as Lilo came back and flopped down on the sand, “We’re just talking about our plans to go to Pride in San Fran at the end of the month. Miguel was saying it’s probably not a good idea to try and surf hung over.”
“I don’t do anything very well hung over,” Miguel admitted and plopped down into the sand next to Lilo, stretching out wide and not worrying for a second about things like sand in his hair, or how being wet made everything feel a bit funny when sand was on you. “Last time I got really drunk celebrating gay rights, I got married. I still don’t remember it!” He laughed brightly at that. “But it’ll be fun.”
“Oh, Pride’s super fun! I’m straight, but you know. Ally.” Lilo held out a fist for the boys to bump. “But please, no drunk surfing. That leads to drunk drowning, and awww! You should renew your vows so you can remember it this time. And remember the honeymoon too!”
Justin’s brows rose slightly as Miguel mentioned how he and Tulio had gotten married, “Hey, that’s not a bad idea. They do that sort of thing all the time.” Seeing that he was the only one still standing, Justin sat down on the sand, but didn’t stretch out quite as much as Lilo and Miguel, “You’re really fucking good, Lilo.” He said as he returned the fist bump.
Fuck yes, fist bumps! Miguel returned it, as if it was just the best thing he’d ever been offered. “Sweet. Ally.” He winked, and then smiled brightly. “Maybe we should. You’re not the first to suggest it. I dunno. We’re happy anyway. AND YES, YOU ARE AWESOME. HOLY BALLS.” Changes of subject were just as good in the same line, guys.
“Aww, thanks. It feels weird to be out on the baby waves sometimes. Wanna get pulled iiiiiin.” She smiled at the boys, shivering a little and wrapping her towel around her shoulders.
“Wanna give it another go, Miguel?” Justin asked, gesturing towards the ocean, “Maybe try to stand up this time?” Truthfully, he wanted to get back out there, but he thought maybe the other blond would want to try again too.
“YEP.” Miguel was on his feet quicker than a quick thing (read here: very quickly). “Totally. For it. Just show me how.” He’d learn. He was good at that. Plus he had probably the best teachers he could get at the moment. Everything was awesome.