"Isn't this great? It's just like when we were younger!" Sabo's face lit up as he surveyed the pool, faint blue highlighting his features and making his eyes shine. Ace smiled at the sight, taking a step closer and sliding his arm around Sabo's waist.

"Yeah, but when we were younger, I couldn't do-" Ace's grin turned wicked, and then he grabbed Sabo's shoulders and shoved him to the side, straight into the pool, "this!"

Sabo yelped, slipping to the side, however he managed to grab onto Ace's arm and with a loud cry and a splash, both of them ended up tumbling straight into the pool. Sabo came up spluttering, and Ace couldn't help but laugh; until Sabo splashed him in the face and he ended up spitting out water.

"Asshat," Sabo grumbled, flicking his hair from his face, and Ace grinned, paddling closer.

"You love me."

"That's arguable."

Ace pouted, and Sabo sighed, swimming to the side of the pool so that he didn't have to keep treading water. Ace ducked beneath the surface, moving in long smooth strokes to the centre of the pool and then floating to the top, taking in a large gulp of air.

"Oy," he heard a familiar voice call in irritation as he broke the surface and cleared his ears of water, and he gave a sheepish grin in Marco's direction. Marco was watching them, face drawn into a pinched frown. "You know you're not meant to be swimming here at this time of night."

"In my defence Ace pulled me into the pool," Sabo said, heaving himself out in a great sluice of water, and Marco shook his head.

"C'mon you idiots," he said, and Ace swum over to the side, leaning against the edge of the pool.

"It's nicer in here than it is out there."

"Well it was perfectly decent until you decided to drag me in for a midnight swim," Sabo shot back, hugging his shoulders, but Ace could see his grin; and Marco was already moving and placing his jacket around Sabo's shoulders so Ace didn't see why he was complaining anyway.

"If you give me your shirt to comfort myself against the bitter cold I may find myself persuaded." Ace said, eyebrows raised at Marco, but Marco rolled his eyes and Ace couldn't help but pout.

"How about you get out, I don't tell Coach you were in here, and I'll give you a blanket and a spare shirt when we get home."

"Ehh, good enough."

AN: they're idiots and I love them please help me /cries

Commissions are open!

I was also asked on tumblr a little while ago if wip stories or complete-but-could-have a continuation stories were also ok to commission and pretty much go for broke guys! The only thing I wont write is NSFW, so seriously, there's a lot of free rein.