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Cleaning ECTO-1 was no easy task. Stains littered the car on both the interior and exterior, it also didn't help that they had been very busy recently and had not had the chance to give her a real clean in weeks. Which explains why when there was a lack of abundance in calls since last Thursday that (Y/N) decided that they should seize the moment and finally clean ECTO. (Y/N) scrubbed away at the stains, most of which had been put there courtesy of Slimer (little bugger always found a way to stain either ECTO-1 or their uniforms, more often than not it was the latter), while humming a soft tune.
(Y/N) had decided to wear some old clothes they found lying around in the sleeping quarters (no-one organizes anything except Egon, who quite frankly, has been lacking lately), they were big, and (Y/N) was pretty sure that it belonged to one of the other Ghostbusters (most likely Ray, judging by the size and strong smell of cigarettes, men's deodorant and surprisingly twinkies? Perhaps he was the one raiding Egon's stash). Pairing that with an old pair of sweatpants they owned reaped them the perfect car-washing outfit; loose, comfortable, and something they don't mind getting wet.
A freshly lit cigarette sat snugly in between Ray's fingers as he pushed open the door to Headquarters. The day was quiet, a refreshing surprise that left him and the others with a breath of fresh air. that doesn't mean that they weren't on edge though, that's actually the reason why he was at HQ, everyone else was off doing their own thing as far as he was aware, but he had offered to stay in case anything happened.
Walking into the garage he was met with a sight wouldn't soon forget, (Y/N) was down on the ground with a cloth and a bucket of water cleaning ECTO. That wasn't what burned into his brain though, but the sight of (Y/N) in his shirt with sweatpants that were possibly a size too big and totally in a world of their own while scrubbing away at ECTO? Yep, that's the one. The recently placed cigarette in his mouth began to slip comically at the beautiful sight in front of him, I mean how could he not be absolutely blown away when you look so comfy and so cuddly in his shirt, he should let you wear it often, and why hasn't he seen you wear those sweatpants before, maybe-
"Oh hey, Ray! I didn't see you there! I'm just cleaning ECTO, maybe you wanna give me a hand? I could use it with the number of slime stains on her!" They laughed softly while beckoning over Ray and giving him a spare cloth. "Here, you can use this one. Mind working with me on this one? You can start working now or go get changed if you want. I'd hate for you to get your nice, clean clothes all dirty." (Y/N) looked over Ray, admiring the way his clothes perfectly fit his body, and the way the cigarette sat so perfectly in his lips that looked so incredibly kissable- No, No! He's right there, get a hold of yourself! Slightly shaking their head, (Y/N) addressed Ray again.
"Just go and get some clothes from the sleeping quarters, that's what I did. Actually, I think this shirt is yours." Matching blushes appeared on Ray and (Y/N)'s faces as the realization struck them, "I guess you'll be wanting this back now, won't you? Hang on, ill go find something else to wear-" Ray was quick to interrupt, even if he did want to the shirt, there was no way he was going to let this glorious sight disappear, not if he had a say in it. "No! No, no, it's fine. I had forgotten all about that shirt if I'm honest, I'll just go get a spare shirt, besides, my shirt looks good on you."
A moment passed between the two as they both processed what was said, finally realizing, Ray rushed out an apology. " Oh (Y/N), I- I am so sorry, I wasn't thinking! It just came out and I swear I didn't-" Interrupting his ramblings, (Y/N) smiled sheepishly, with a hint of a blush leaking through, "Ray, it's fine really. Your shirt is really comfortable anyway so I don't know if id give up the shirt willingly, plus it smells just like you so, yeah not giving it up. Also, seeing a lot of scrubbing coming from my end and virtually none on yours, I thought you were helping?"
It appeared that the teasing set both back into their usual routine of teasing one another, talking about work, and discussing interesting theories they had. However, the conversation had before seemed to put both on edge in their own way, (Y/N) was more attentive, meaning that every time Ray spoke, (Y/N)'s snapped up, wide eyes and full attention were directly on Ray. For Ray, it meant that he basically constantly had a blush on his face, it died down slightly, of course, but was visible if you looked longer than 5 seconds.
An hour passed, and both continued to scrub away at ECTO, moving around to reach all the stains. (Y/N) put the cloth they were using back into the bucket, the water had been changed 3 times, gathering more water to continue working away on ECTO-1. Bringing it back up from the bucket to ECTO, a magnificent idea struck them, like lightning. Slowly bringing up the sopping wet cloth above Ray's head they prepared, carefully wrapping their hands around it, they exacted their plan.
"Ahh, what the hell?!" Laughter burst through (Y/N) in waves, the sight of Ray all dripping wet with a couple of suds scattered through his hair was quite the sight to behold, and it was not one easily forgotten. "I'm sorry Ray but-" another fit of giggles escaped (Y/N), effectively cutting off their sentence. Ray too soon found humor in the predicament, finding himself laughing along with (Y/N). Sneakily grabbing his cloth and dipping it in the water, he spoke, "You know (Y/N), that was so uncalled for, I did nothing to provoke such an outrageous attack!" Ray's smile grew more and more as he spoke, anticipating what their face would look like after the 'attack', "You should feel ashamed of yourself, but, considering you attacked me first, I, on the other hand, feel no remorse!"
With that, Ray swung the cloth up over (Y/N)'s head and wrung out as much as he could, exactly like they did a few moments earlier. "Ray! You bastard!" The shock of the water made them jump up, gathering up a separate bucket of water to wring over Ray's head in revenge, and shortly, there was a full-on 'water with a sprinkling of suds' fight.
"Aha! Got ya! No water, and nowhere to run!" Ray had cornered (Y/N) and separated them from their 'ammo', water supply, the wet cloth in his hands dripped slightly as Ray wrung it ever so slightly. "Ready for the sweet taste of revenge?" (Y/N)'s eyes jumped from place to place, looking for any way to escape their impending doom, realising they had no way out, they straightened up their back. "You fought well today Dr. Raymond Stantz. I accept this punishment graciously." (Y/N) lowered their head, and was met with the lukewarm waters previously being used to clean ECTO.
Leaning back on the wall, laughs and short giggles escaped both of them, Ray closed his eyes, letting his head fall forward in his fit of laughter. (Y/N) opened their eyes, soft giggles still escaping their lips, however, that all abruptly stopped when they were met with a head full of brown locks, barely 6cm away from their own face. Ray, realizing that they had stopped laughing quite abruptly, looked up, only to be met with (Y/N)'s (Y/E/C) eyes staring straight back up at him, a light blush dusting their cheeks, which very quickly spread to Ray's, as he too realized the close proximity to one another's faces.
"Ray I-" Ray would never find out what (Y/N) was intending to say, because before they could continue, they were interrupted, by one Ray Stantz's lips. The shock of finally kissing Ray left (Y/N) at a standstill for a moment, only for a moment of course, before they reciprocated the kiss with a burning passion. (Y/N)'s hands found a new abode, namely, the left got Ray's surprisingly toned chest, and the right got Ray's (now incredibly wet) hair, tugging slightly, they pulled him closer. They pulled apart, regretfully, and drank in the air around them, but before their lips connected again, Ray spoke up. "You know, my shirt really does look fantastic on you." Which increased the blush on (Y/N)'s cheeks tenfold, and caused an embarrassed smile to spread and grow on their face. A soft mutter of "Shut up." was all that was said before they went in for another kiss, somehow more passionate than the last.
Before they could get any further, a teasing voice interrupted the two lovers, "Well lookie what we have here! You hounds!"