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how much gay can i write in one night?? this much apparently
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{There has never been a desire to kiss, or to feel. Not only where Makoto is concerned, but in general; a lack of need for closeness. Physical affection was no friend of Haru Nanase, save for very specific people under very specific circumstances.
But when the green-eyed boy surfaces, features lit up by the pool lights in the dark of the night, hair glistening with water, Haruka is suddenly at a loss for words. He is silent not by choice, but because the feeling that strikes him so suddenly is unable to be explained- and he fears that he wouldn’t be able to, even if his lips weren’t sealed- that he find himself holding his breath, heart anxious in his chest.
There’s a heavy period of quiet between the two for a moment- Makoto looks concerned, Haru can’t bring himself to speak- and gentle words may have been said, but they don’t reach his ears. Confusion manifests itself in the form of a furrowed brow on usually calm features, but instead of asking himself what this emotion was, he leans forward.
And he kisses his best friend. It’s short, but soft, sweet, and the raven can still taste the chlorine that lingered on the brunet’s lips.
It’s over before it even began, along with the hard-to-describe feeling that had signaled its arrival. When they part, Haruka is quick to avert his gaze, water reflecting off of his blue hues.}
—— “It’s late. We should get going.”
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{He can’t recall how long Rin has been talking, but at any rate, he’d like to believe it’s been a long time. A long, long time, taking in the fact that Haruka’s leg has fallen asleep from lack of movement; though, if he’s being honest, that’s probably not the only contributing factor here. The duo is sprawled out on the bottom bunk of the redhead’s bed- the one he shared with Nitori, if he remembers correctly- cramped in the small space but neither willing to move, most likely due to an unspoken challenge.
The shark’s still talking, despite the disinterest clear on his features, even going as far as to nudge him every so often with a vaguely offended glance, as if he wasn’t aware Haru wasn’t paying attention.
Speaking of, blue hues wander back over towards his companion, and a moment ticks by, two, before he blinks and leans closer in their already shared space, earning himself a reprieve from the noise in the other swimmers confusion. Their eyes meet for only a second, before the raven is pressing a light, chaste kiss to his lips, acting on impulse alone.
And when he pulls away, there’s a new, mischievous glint in his eyes, expression vaguely smug in his own lanquid way.}
—— “You talk too much.”
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tbh the whole whale shark thing iS PROBABLY SUPPOSED TO CREATE A PARALLEL BETWEEN HIM AND MAKOTO....... bc like. orcas are vicious killers of the sea where as makoto is a gentle kitten. and whale sharks are the friendly filter feeders of the ocean where as sousuke isnt so much???
——— “You must be the talk of the town, Haru-chan. Still—”
[ A red scarf is unwrapped from around his neck and quickly given a new home, wrapped perhaps overzealously. At this rate, he’ll need to start carrying around a heated cup of tea with him at all times, or a few packets of cold medicine. Either that, or he’ll have to find a way to remotely lock Haru’s door after he gets out of the tub. Bending at the waist, he locks gazes with the others and gifts him a gentle smile.]
"You really should stop falling asleep in the tub. It can’t be very healthy to have a cold all the time, right? Just consider it, please.”
{He briefly wonders if he had spoken his thoughts out loud before remembering that this is Makoto he's talking to, and that's all he can process before the taller of the two is wrapping his scarf around his neck. And his face. Really, the scarf is too big and too fluffy, and it makes Haruka frown like a scolded child- not that the other can tell, what with the scarf wrapped easily around the bottom half of his face.
A light tug and a furrowed brow later, the ocean-eyed boy moves the accessory so he can breathe, partially tempted to just remove it all together. He knew for a fact that Makoto wouldn't let him, though, so his hands just remain there, poised to remove the scarf at the soonest opportunity.}
—— "I'm fine, Makoto. Water can only be healthy, anyway. You worry too much."
{In a flash, his shirt is discarded, though rather than stripping just for the sake of it, his actions appear to be based on the assumption— }
—— "We're going swimming?"
What Rin didn’t realise was that he was sending the snaps to Haru too.
—— "S.O.S... S.O.S... Save our... swim club?"
{He appears preoccupied, mumbling to himself.}
—— "...S.O.S.C?"
——— “Cold is the natural state of water, not of a human being!”
[ Distress immediately, (or perhaps eminently, in terms of conversation with Haru,) crosses is features, his hands reaching downwards to pat at his multiple coat pockets— searching, it seems, for the convenient pack of tissues he always carries. ]
"Do you want my scarf? I don’t mind lending you my jacket if you’re very cold, either. Would a cup of tea do you any good?"
{It's almost impressive how fast Makoto goes from best friend to caretaker, and it leave Haru slightly dazed before he manages to catch up. He shakes his head at the offers- though, he does accept a tissue with only a little reluctance- eyes falling shut with perceived confidence in his actions.}
—— "I'm not cold. Someone must be talking about me."
{The swimmer must be the talk of the town, what with how often his sneezes are. Though, that's entirely his fault. He should really stop falling asleep in the bath.}
"It is! Think it’s too late to go swimming?"
It’s a teasing question really, Nagisa knowing full well his friend wouldn’t even take note of the time if he had a chance to take a dip in the pool. He laughs at his own words, head shaking as he crosses his arms.
“For Haru-chan, it’s never too late though, huh? Mako-chan might get mad though!”
{There's that ever-present sparkle in Haruka's eyes as he turns to Nagisa, features expressing that dangerous, dead-set look he tends to take on when the subject comes up. Neither cold nor time will stop him.}
—— "It's water. It's not like it could hurt us."
{He responds firmly, accompanied by a sagely nod, giving off the impression that he was an expert in the subject. And, considering how much of his time was spent in the water, he very well may be.
A slight fidget works it's way into his stance, almost as if he was itching to sprint off to the nearest pool. Or pond. Whichever happens to be closer.}
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