Johnny smiled brightly as Spike turned to face him, belatedly happy that the other boy was seemingly not mad at him for grabbing at his butt. Johnny didn't normally think before he acted, a trait that usually go him into trouble, but at least now was not one of those times.
He tried hard not to stare at Spike's very nice body but it wasn't his fault if he snuck a peak or two, since the other boy was showing it off to the world in those very nice shorts. Johnny's own were baggy surfer shorts, tan with blue art work on the sides that were a touch effeminate, but it worked for him.
Running a hand through his wet hair, Johnny fell backwards gracefully into the water and smiled up at Spike cutely. "Nah Fuzzy, you're not scary. You don't fit the 'Big Bad Wolf' type," Johnny said with a wink.