Basement Pool, Monday Afternoon

[living_endless]

Swimming might not have been the most obvious activity for Jono, but it had come up in a conversation Didi thought was about billiards, and somehow she'd become quite taken with the idea. If nothing else, it would fill another day of break before the trip to New York. She was looking forward to that -- she hadn't been in New York since the day with Sexton.

Dressed in her simple black tankini, she dropped her towel at the edge of the pool and sat, toes in the water. She beamed up. "It's warm!"

[OOC: For the modded with permission boy, but open pool!]

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[furnaceface]

If Jonothon furrowed his eyebrows and pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes and refused to move from that position for a few moments, then he wouldn't have to see what was going on past the pressure-red explosions that were fading to black behind his eyelids. That worked out nicely for about ten seconds or so, at least.

There were bandages and there was steam and Didi, all of the above were reminders of what had just happened, there. And so when he opened his eyes again, he was going to focus on his toes. Toes were really a fascinating body part. All ten of them. Organized by shape and size. Perfect for sticking into the water in the pool.

//Yer didn't do anything that needs an apology, luv.//

[living_endless]

"Well, I hurt your feelings," Didi said earnestly from her perch in the pool. "It's polite to apologize when you hurt somebody's feelings even if you didn't mean to, right?"

Really, she was annoyed, even as well as she was hiding it. He was sending up steam, and staring at his toes and, patient as Didi liked to think she was, there was some unfair irritation creeping in that he couldn't just let it go. She'd kissed him; it was hardly out of the blue.

[furnaceface]

//I... suppose.// He wasn't entirely convinced, no. But at least he'd managed to turn his gaze a little sideways, more or less in her direction. //I think I'm more upset that I'm upset, if that makes any sense at all.//

Mortified, was more like it. Kicking himself because he couldn't just get over it already. Starsmore, you were being a stupid bloody twonk. Stop that.

[living_endless]

"And I guess that makes me upset that you're upset that you're upset?" Didi tried. She went to climb out of the pool and sit next to Jono. "Y'know, I think you're amazing, but ... sometimes you really have to let stuff go. I did it on a whim. I'll ask next time. Promise. Should we swim more?"

[furnaceface]

She did it on a whim. It had been a nice whim. He'd liked it, about as much as a bloke possibly could like a kiss that he couldn't feel, and he hadn't gotten worked up about it until after the fact.

The whim hadn't hurt anything. He had to remind himself that. But first, maybe he'd just kind of lean a little sideways to bump his shoulder against hers. The steam had pretty much stopped, but that was mostly because there wasn't anything left to evaporate.

//Thank yer, luv. We can swim more, if yer want.// He couldn't boil the pool. Not unless he was trying or seriously freaking out. So swimming was fine.

[living_endless]

"Swim more," Didi agreed, bumping him back before she slipped into the water. "We have the pool to ourselves and I won't molest you this time."

... which was said with some sense of irony, since molestation was generally not a problem in boyfriend-girlfriend relationships, but this wasn't exactly an ordinary relationship. So.