"Jinx, I'm sorry if this is a stupid question, but…" Ryan McCauley frowned across at her boyfriend as he looked up from the stack of unorganised books and comics of his room.
"What's that, McCauley?" he asked, getting up.
She pulled out the cardboard box she'd found, blowing dust from the top, backing out of his cluttered closet carefully. She tripped over her own feet anyway, stumbling backwards into his arms.
"Oops!" she laughed as he rolled his eyes. "Sorry."
"What the-?" Jinx opened the box, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Why do you have a bunch of water guns in there?" Ryan asked, pulling one out and shaking it. She heard water swishing around in it and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I dunno, they're not mine." Jinx blushed a little at her amused expression and shrugged. "Dad must have put 'em in here from last summer."
At Ryan's questioning look, he explained, "Our little cousins came by then."
"Oh." She nodded, turning hers over in her hands and aiming it at him. "I see."
"McCauley," Jinx held up his hand warningly, backing off. "Don't-!"
"Take that!" Ryan laughed, ignoring him as she pumped the gun hard. She sprayed him with the jet of liquid, but Jinx dodged it somehow, grabbing another one from the box!
"Ack! Oh, my God!" Ryan stared in horror at the spreading wetness on her shirt. She glared menacingly at Jinx as he laughed. "Jinx – you monster! This is my favourite top!"
She aimed for him again but all that happened was a small, weak spurt of air. She'd run out of water!
Gulping, she looked up at the full tank Jinx was now turning on her.
Oh, no.
"Say your prayers, McCauley."
"Jinx-" she backed away from him quickly. "Jinx, no-!"
Ryan struggled to get past the junk around her as Jinx sprayed her all over, squealing. She stumbled over something on the barely-there floor, falling hard on her back just as he rushed forward to catch her again and cried out in shock as his body smothered hers.
"Ow…" Jinx groaned softly, lifting his head up. Ryan was suddenly all-too aware of how close he was to her. She could count every one of his eyelashes if she wanted to. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest…
"You okay?" she managed to ask him as he winced. He nodded, looking down at her. She felt a blush creep over her neck and cheeks and lowered her eyes shyly.
Oh, God.
Jinx stroked her wet hair away from her forehead and kissed it softly. Then he chuckled and shifted over so she could finally sit up. Ryan blinked in surprise, easing herself up slowly, embarrassed.
"I think," Jinx remarked quietly, lifting up his weapon casually. "I've found a use for these after all."
"W-what?" she stammered. He smirked, nodding towards her shirt. She looked down and gasped, covering her chest as she saw that it had gone completely see-through!
"I'll be able to find out what colour bra you have on now," he said.
Ryan punched him hard and he laughed. "You pervert!"
"Yeah, yeah." He pulled her against his chest roughly, kissing her lips. "You love it, McCauley."