You were pulling the dead leaves from the flower in the garden out back, Zayn watering the ones you had just went through. “All done!” You said smiling as you turned to Zayn, the hose turned towards you. “No!” You said in a warning tone stepping back as he stepped forward hands gripping the nozzle tighter. “Yes!” He shouted as he let the hose go, spraying you with cold water. You lunged at him reaching for the hose as he lifted it above your head as he let it pour down on you. You let your body fall onto his arms reaching up to attempt your freedom. He cupped your cheek in his other hand, letting the now un-spraying hose drop to the ground. His lips finding yours as you wrapped your cold body around his. He smiled into the kiss, his other arm wrapped around you back keeping you close. His clothes soaking through, he swayed with you a little before pulling back. “Got you.” He whispered. You giggled up at him before dropping to pick up the hose and getting revenge on him. He had to chase after you just to get you to stop spraying him, another kiss to apologize for making you fall down into the grass as he caught your foot as he fell himself.
