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wagconts · 3 months ago

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𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿! 𝗙𝗲𝗺!

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 :: where you and Medina are always getting on each other's nerves.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 :: mention of Tati and João (sometimes referred to as Chumbo/Chumbinho), two Brazilian surfers.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 :: 1.250k

𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 :: English isn't my first language; I write my stories in my native language and translate them with the help of translators. So, if anything's confusing, I'm sorry! Sometimes it might be a local slang.

─ Another one for the collection! ─ Medina plopped down next to me.

Gabriel showed me a Polaroid he had just snapped of me while I was distracted, messing around on my phone. I looked at him again, and he had a grin from ear to ear.

─ Seriously? When are you gonna stop taking random Polaroids of me? ─ I asked.

─ Only when my film runs out. And sorry to break it to you, but I just loaded a fresh roll before we came here.

I sighed. Coming to Paris was amazing, like a dream come true. Representing my country in the sport I love, the one I’ve dedicated my entire life to perfecting, was a total win.

This was my second Olympics. I didn’t even make it to the podium in Tokyo, but this time, my confidence was on another level.

The downside? Sharing a house with Gabriel. We've been here for a little over a week, and I still couldn’t figure out his vibe.

One minute, he's all friendly, asking me to share my surf stories, even handing me a flower he picked from some random bush on the beach.

But the next, he's teasing me, throwing shade like we’re rivals from different teams or something. Go figure.

─ You love me, huh? Always sticking close. ─ I said, locking eyes with him.

─ Love’s a strong word, babe. Let’s just say I enjoy watching you lose your cool with my little jokes.

─ I never lose my cool, I’ve got better things to do!

Liar.

─ Sure you do!

─ Are you two lovebirds joining me at the beach or what? ─ Tati interrupted, standing in front of us.

─ Beach? Hell yeah, I'm coming. ─ I jumped off the couch, excited.

─ What’s this, babe? You’re ditching me? I thought we could spend the whole afternoon together. ─ Medina teased with a smirk.

Tati and João burst out laughing at the surfer's joke. I shot him a look and flipped him the bird before heading to my room to grab a swimsuit.

[ .... ]

─ Eh... that was an average wave! ─ Gabriel said as soon as my feet hit the sand. ─ I'd give it a four.

─ Why don’t you go catch a better one then? Talk's cheap; show me what you got. ─ I shot back with a smirk.

─ I like the attitude! ─ he grinned ─ What do I get if I impress you?

─ Nothing, duh. It’s not a prize competition.

─ Kinda boring, but alright, just for the challenge... watch and learn from the best.

─ Best? That’s a stretch! ─ João hollered, making me laugh.

Gabriel rolled his eyes, grabbed his board, and headed toward the waves.

I hated to admit it, but... it’s Medina, you know? He really is one of the best surfers we've ever seen. It’s no wonder he gets all the recognition.

─ You got this, Gabriel! ─ Tati cheered, clapping ─ Come on, (your name), cheer him on too!

─ As if I'd boost that ego any higher ─ I muttered.

Medina spotted a wave and positioned himself on the board. Tati and João went silent, their focus shifting to the water. That wave was the biggest one we'd seen since my last run and his.

I stood up from the sand, watching along with the other two surfers beside me.

─ Is he crazy? He’s lost his damn mind.

The wave passed, but where the hell was Medina?

─ Shit! ─ I muttered under my breath.

─ What the hell did Gabriel do? He’s totally lost it.

The three of us started getting anxious. Tati began shouting his name, hoping for a sign that Gabriel was okay.

But nothing.

So we ran toward the water. Tati and I stayed at the shore, trying to spot him. João didn’t think twice before grabbing his board and heading to where Medina might’ve wiped out.

─ Relax, (your nickname), Gabriel’s a big boy. He knows what he’s doing. ─ The blonde reassured me, patting my shoulder.

─ He’s an idiot, that’s what he is! Did he really need to do all that just to mess with me? ─ I fumed. ─ We have no idea what happened, what if he hit his head on a rock and started bleeding?

─ Girl, stop thinking the worst ─ she scolded. ─ João’s already on it.

Speaking of João, we looked at him; he signaled that he hadn’t found anything.

I took a deep breath. After a few moments, João seemed to spot something, and then, Medina reappeared, climbing back onto his board.

Relief washed over me, and I hugged Tatiane.

─ He’s such a drama queen ─ she whispered, making me smile.

As soon as the two got back to us, the first thing I did was check if Medina was okay.

─ Don’t worry, I didn’t hit anything! Just got caught off guard.

─ Could be worse!

─ Just so you know, (your name) was super worried about you. ─ João teased with a grin.

─ I was worried, yeah, but not like that. I just didn’t want anything bad to happen.

─ Damn, babe, I was getting my hopes up here ─ I mean, who else can nearly have an accident and still crack a joke?

─ Open your eyes, Medina, and make things happen without the jokes! ─ Tatiane whispered, but he still heard it.

[ .... ]

Night had fallen over the skies of Teahupo’o, the sea was calm, and the stars lit up the sky. I was sitting on a rock, finishing up waxing my board so it’d be ready for the heats tomorrow.

I felt a cold weight on my shoulder and looked back to see Gabriel standing there.

─ Still here? I thought you’d be done by now ─ he sat down next to me.

─ Almost done. ─ I said, looking at my board ─ I don’t want any slip-ups tomorrow.

─ And you won’t have any! You just need to keep all the focus and courage you’ve had these past few days ─ he said, looking me in the eyes.

─ I know, but it’s tough. If I gave it my all in the group stage, now that it’s elimination rounds, I need to double that effort.

─ If you keep letting that fear in, it’s only gonna get worse. How about I grab us a couple of cold beers? ─ I laughed ─ What’s so funny?

─ Getting me tipsy the day before the competition? You trying to throw me off my game?

─ Never! It’s the opposite, to pump you up.

─ Damn.

For the first time, I really looked at his face. His brown eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky, and that smile... I could spend hours just looking at photos of him smiling.

─ Kiss me already, (your name)!

I smiled softly before our lips met. He kept his hands in my hair, deepening the kiss.

We pulled back, smiling at each other.

─ Easily my new addiction.

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