Soaked

Well… there aren’t any real rules anyhow.

He tackles her and they fall back into the water with a loud splash,  soaking them both thoroughly. He finds himself laughing despite the chill. “It’s fine, Dandelion! You’re here to enjoy it, don’t let me stop you!”

She shivers but laughs and pushes him back. “I was enjoying it until you pushed me! You! B-Brutish knight! I’m a lady, you know!” She tackles him now, pushing him back into the water before pulling him up and laughing again. “Oh, gods! Now you’re drenched! You poor thing!” She laughs and sweeps his hair out of his eyes. She’s one to talk. Her shirt is heavy from the water and sticks to her in some places. “D-Don’t you know a knight is to protect their charges! Not! P-Push them about!”

“I’m protecting your good mood, my Lady.” He pushes himself up to stand, helping her up, only to sweep her into his arms and fall back into the water with a hoot. This is fun. Even if it’s cold, even if it’s wet, he’s having fun simply playing about with her. He holds fast to her even in the water, warmer with her body pressed to his as they’re drenched by another wave that pushes them toward the beach again. “Ladies are meant to enjoy their days, you know,” he laughs as he pushes back the heavy, soaking curls atop her head as she drips. “There we are, dear, you’re adequately soaked. You’ll need another bath after this.”

— Moonstruck
written with Kay Rollingwood