"Mean," Pearl grumbles, though it's a struggle to keep herself from grinning in the face of the affection, sodden as it may be. She tilts her head up, to catch Garnet's lips in a quick, impish kiss.

Through her soaked shirt, she can feel the warmth of Garnet's skin -- and the water around them, too, floral-scented and soothing. As if of its own accord, she can feel her body relax, the tension seeping from her muscles.

"Well," Pearl can only accept her defeat as her lips stretch wide, "I guess I did earn that."