When the Love Falls
Since he'd been in a bad mood all day, she pushed him into the pool. And when he surfaced, spluttering, eyes wide and blinking as water sopped from his bangs, his face still held the hint of a blush from her hands on his chest! That was his problem (and his charm), she thought, watching his mouth move around a protest or—he just didn't know what to do.
"I'm… I don't know when this was last cleaned..!" he began, feebly. Elbow-deep in water that looked greenish in the wavering grotto non-light of the subterranean ocean beneath Griffolyon's tower. One long palm to long forehead. Water on his lowered eyelashes.
Her smirk melted into a grin, and then her respectful restraint into laughter, so much that she had to kneel on the tile, hands gripping the pool's-edge as though the world would fall out beneath them both and spiral away into euphoria. He grimaced self-consciously and began slogging in her direction, arms out over the surface of the water for balance, or maybe to keep them dry after they'd already been soaked. "No, no, no—haha, wait, stay there, I'm coming in too," she interrupted, rising up and dropping her nightgown in one graceful move.
He froze. Mouth falling open and face burning anew with predictable reverie.
"D-don't look so, panicked!" she chuckled behind her fingers, eyelashes wet with hilarity, her own face red.
Instead a violent shake of his head, and hoarse conviction: "You're beautiful!"
Kylie beamed and dived into his arms and he couldn't do anything but catch her, both falling back from the solid edge. Water going up their noses. Conspiring with their hearts thudding in their throats to kill them happy.
A/N: Remember that time we lost Robert's v-card in the pool filter? That was coo.
To the greatest creation known to fanon, no less (besides perhaps Johnny's Matriarch), Kylie Seibalt :3 I offer no explanation. But the above is right.