With a push, you take him into the fountain, placing him on top of Max, with your hands on his neck. You didn't squeeze or anything, you just wanted to scare him. The cold water wet your clothes and his, you waited for some reaction from him, but you only came across those eyes full of love and passion, without fear. Max brought your hand to your cheek, caressing his face with his thumb.

"You're even more beautiful when you're angry."