I love your teach me to love AU and I have a request!!
Thena, Druig and Phastos with his family are having a water fight 😁
they are in the middle of it (everyone playing, even Thena!) when Gil comes home from work and when he arrives in the garden he gets hit by a big water balloon! Lucky for Thena he has a white T-Shirt on 😏👀 (Ben is silently enjoying the sight too😳)
"No, get that away from me!"
"Come on, Phastos!"
"Then you try it!"
Gil bypassed the front walkway, circling around to the gate of the backyard fence. He chuckled at the sight.
Phastos was already soaked to the bone, much to his chagrin. Ben was reasonably doused as well, with Jack looking like he had gone swimming with his clothes on. Druig was a little bit drier, as was his mother, although their speed was clearly all that had saved them.
"Mum!" Druig belted out from the far side of the yard with his teeny-tiny water gun in hand.
Thena sped away from Phastos and his two water balloons.
"Druig!" Phastos complained, lowering his arms from what he had been planning as a double attack.
"That's my boy!" Thena laughed as she looped around the fence and scooped him up into her arms.
He laughed as she swung him around, tickling his belly until he was on the ground again. "Me'n Mum are a team!"
"That's right!" Thena laughed as Ben helped Phastos wring out his cardigan before lying it over the railing of the back porch. Her eyes caught the new arrival and she trotted over to him in her sandal feet, "welcome back!"
Gil accepted her gleeful welcome kiss all too happily, holding her at the waist as her arms slid around his neck.
"No one wants to see that!" Phastos yelled at them, although Ben pinched his side for it. "Hey!"
"You and Baba kiss all the time," Jack pointed out (and betraying his own father!).
"That's different," Phastos refuted, without so much as an attempt to explain why it was different in any way.
"Mister Dad!" Druig ran over, laughed as he was scooped up in one of Gil's strong arms and lifted up. "We're playin' water 'loons!"
"Balloons, Darling," Thena smiled at her son, running her hand through his hopelessly mussed hair. It wasn't as if they weren't all going to need to shower off later, anyway.
"Oh we are, huh?" Gil grinned, letting Druig down so he could run after Jack again. He took in Thena, with only a few errant damp spots on her here and there. "You seem to have made out pretty well."
"I'm lucky," she whispered to him as he deposited his work satchel safely by the deck and took off his vest. "Being Jack's favourite Aunt comes with perks."
She wouldn't have to be his only Aunt to be his favourite, of course.
"So what's this then?" Gil grinned, feeling bold enough - in their moment somewhat alone - to poke at the damp white material of her dress by her hip.
"Ben, and mostly Phastos, that's what," she shook her head.
"That's okay," Gil leaned in to kiss her cheek as Druig's laughter filled the air, "I'm here now. I'll keep you dry."
"Yes, my valiant protector, hm?" Thena smiled, holding his cheeks and brushing her thumbs over his skin.
"Mum, look out!"
Gil and Thena both laughed as he lifted and moved her behind him just in time to shield her.
"Come on!" Phastos cursed (as much as he could with the children present). "Gil!"
"Okay," Gil snickered, leaving Thena's side to get in on the action.
Thena stood back from it all, watching as Gil charged at Phastos, both equally tall men plowing into each other like kids Jack's age. The grass was also wet from the water balloons being burst and dropped everywhere.
Gil would land a few and then Phastos would. He also had Ben's assistance here and there. Gil held his hands up as Ben used the supersoaker on him. "Okay, okay, I give up!"
"Teaming up on an innocent man--how could you!" Thena shouted from the porch.
"How could you?!" Druig repeated, bouncing with laughter.
"Look at the size of him!" Phastos stated in his defense, wiping some sweat from his brow.
Thena bit into her lip, doing exactly that as Gil pulled at the white t-shirt now so plastered to his body it looked painted on. He gave up on wringing it out while it was still on him and finally peeled it off and over his head.
Gil wrung the shirt out and flapped it, oblivious to the show he was putting on.
Ben caught Thena's eye and shrugged; he didn't blame her for staring.
"Hey," Phastos nudged his husband, rolling his eyes at him. "I know he's cut, but keep your eyes up, Stoss."
Gil ruffled his hair, coming over to leave his shirt in the sunny part of the back deck to dry. He grinned at the colour in Thena's cheeks. "You know you get to look all you want, right?"
Thena turned her head, feigning some innocence, "I don't know what you mean."
"Oh, really?" Gil chuckled, walking over to her.
She pressed a hand to his chest, "you're not soaking me to the bone, mister."
"Aw, come on," he pouted at her, arms still extended for a hug, "I can't even have a hug for protecting you?"
"Is protecting me not reward enough?" she teased, at least standing on her toes to kiss the corner of his lips.
"Fine," Gil sighed loudly, pouting at her even more. Until he gave her a wink, "tonight, then?"
Thena rolled her eyes up and away from him, although her smile grew as well, "I don't know anything about that, either."
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