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Ian sighed and rolled his eyes, nodding his head in an appeasing manner. Continuing as though he hasn’t been interrupted.

“Fear of bodies of water. Not the water specifically, but like the vastness, the creatures living in it.”

“Shit is eerie.” Mickey murmured, another tentative peek over the side to watch the dark water splash against the side of the boat.

One of Tami’s clients had offered her to take it out as a thank you for her service while they were away. She and Lip already treading water, waiting for the husbands to join.

“Jump in you guys; the water is great!” Tami shouted.

“Or are you too scared?” Lip joked.

“Shut up, Lip.” All three said, Tami sending a wave directly into his face.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Ian said softly.

“I want to. I just don’t like not bein’ able to see that much. I still can’t swim that good.”

“I’ll be right there with you the entire time. Won’t let anything happen. You could hold my hand?” Ian offered, already reaching toward Mickey.

“What like a couple of sorority girls on spring break?” He scoffed while, at the same time, uncrossing his arms and wrapping his fingers around the top of Ian’s hand.

They stepped up onto a higher ledge easier for jumping.

“You jump I jump, right?”

“….”

“…hmm?”

“You ruined it, I changed my mind.”

“Nope, too late. We’re doing this.”

The force of their bodies hitting the water made them lose grip of each other’s hands. By the time Mickey surfaced Ian was already there, grinning widely at him.

Tami and Lip’s whoops and applause fading to background noise as Ian swims to him, sliding an arm around his back.

“You did it.” He said, resting his forehead against Mickey’s. Their noses bumping together as a wet hand cradles his cheek and they share the taste of lake water when their lips meet once; then twice for good measure.