“Hiro, you’ve got to face your fear of the water. Look, we’ll even stay in the shallow end, okay?” Mari didn’t even flinch, turning away from him, she peeled her shirt up and over her head, revealing the red and black spotted bikini and shorts number underneath. It always felt better to let her skin breathe instead of the stuffy clothes, but you know, public decency laws and stuff always got in the way.
She turned around, facing her companion as they stood on the steps of the shallow end of Fred’s pool. It was easier to do it here than at the docks since it was safer, not to mention much cleaner. She held out both hands to him, palms upward, smiling as warmly and as encouragingly as she could, “Just to your waist today, okay? For my sake, please?"
They’d met through the school of course, but there was something a little off about Marinette. She was different from any girl that had ever been in Sanfran, and for good reason. She had one hell of a secret, and before you call out ‘LadyBug’, oh no, it’s much bigger than that.
Perhaps it was why she always seemed to almost glow a little in the water, as though she were completely at home under the depths of the sea. She always seemed to want to go swimming or something, and lately, she’d been keeping more waterbottles around, too. It was odd, but, nothing too out of the ordinary, right? At least she hoped not, “Hiro?” She waggled her fingers at the young man, “C’mon, don’t leave me hanging.” @technoheart
