— DIVE IN
pairing: nonidol au! swimmer bf! anton x fem! reader
genre: fluff, established relationship
word count: 1.5k (lowercase intended)
synopsis: you decide you want to swim with your boyfriend anton this weekend. the problem? you can’t swim. so anton makes it his responsibility to teach you.
“i don’t think this is a good idea.”
the weekends were always you and your boyfriend’s, anton, quality time days. you were feeling ambitious this week following your accomplishments. you had just finished exams, managed to keep your high gpa, and even became president of the photography club. this ambitiousness carried through the week, and it wasn’t until friday evening that you had texted anton you wanted to go swimming.
you didn’t know how to swim.
or at least, swim like he did.
where anton was practically a professional, the last time you were in water, you had managed to step into the shallow side of the pool before plummeting down and swallowing a mouthful of pool water right in front of him. you vowed to yourself you would never engage in swimming ever again to save yourself from embarrassment.
but here you were, standing at the edge of the pool on a sunny saturday afternoon, about to do exactly what you told yourself you wouldn’t. you regretted your idea immediately. the sun reflected against the clear water, causing the wavelike motions to appear like shiny sparkly waves.
anton was already one step down into the pool, his hand holding yours. his eyes shone with amusement as he turned to look at you, quirking an eyebrow “you said you wanted to swim”
“i know but…” you trailed off. without even realizing, your hands began to tremble.
a gentle smile formed on his lips, intertwining his fingers with yours and bringing your hand up to his lips. he placed a kiss onto the back of your hand, his lips lingering for a few mere seconds before turning to fully face you. he reached his free hand towards yours, holding both of your hands in his. “i’ll be with you every step of the way, y/n. and if you decide you want to stop, we can stop” he says, his voice soft and light as a feather. anton was never one to push you to do things, always letting you go at your own pace, and that always put you at ease. especially at times like this. the tremble in your hands disappeared as you nodded your head slowly.
he began to take steps down into the pool, his eyes never leaving you as his hands guided you, keeping a firm grip to hold you steady. you followed his lead as your eyes glued to your feet, watching them become submerged into the water. you were slow, taking one step at a time, but he never pushed. simply watched and supported. it wasn’t long until your feet were planted on the bottom of the pool, the water just above your chest.
“you did it” anton whispered, a smile on his lips as he squeezed your hands, a gentle reminder that he was still there with you.
feeling more reassured, you tilted your head to look up at your boyfriend, leaning on your tippy toes to plant a small kiss onto his lips. he responded immediately, kissing your lips tenderly and gently. the kiss was brief and short, but it still made your heart flutter nonetheless.
“can i watch you swim?” you asked, your shoulders visibly perking in excitement. you were always mesmerized at how good anton was when it came to swimming. you would never get tired of watching him in the water. he laughed and nodded his head, taking a step back cautiously and warily “are you sure you’re okay if i let go?” he asked, referring to your hands intertwined together.
“i’m okay, i just wanna see you swim”
without having to ask again, his stance shifted. where he was once standing tall in the shallow waters he was now floating on the water's surface. he began to kick his feet, his face in the water as his arms moved in long, big strokes. you watched with wide eyes, taking in the perfect form and sharp angles his body created. his muscles rippled and you couldn’t help but ogle at them despite seeing them a thousand times. he swam effortlessly to the opposite end of the pool, curling his body inwards and spinning. you gasped as he planted his feet to the pool wall before kicking off, swimming back to you.
he stood up in the pool, water dripping down his entire body from head to toe. his hair curly and strands of hair stuck to his forehead from the water. he gasped for air, rubbing his hands against his face to wipe the water away, his chest rising up and down rapidly. you, so in awe, could do nothing but look at him with those same wide eyes.
and then you clapped.
anton shook his head, water flinging and flying from his hair as he laughed, his muscled arms coming around your waist and tugging you flush to his chest.
“watching you swim is so beautiful, it’s like a piece of art” you said, your arms looping around his neck. “cheesy much” he joked as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
“teach me” you whispered, unraveling your arms around his neck. he didn’t hesitate to agree.
his hand pressed flat against your stomach as he helped you lie straight on the waters surface, similar to him a few minutes ago.
“kick your feet-“
anton was cut off by water splashing onto his face from the force of your feet coming in contact with the water, your miserable attempt at kicking. he sputtered out and tilted his head back, placing a hand on the back of your calves “slowly. you wanna make small little splashes” he said, shifting his hand to guide your feet in a kicking motion that wasn’t as strong, but strong enough to cause small splashes.
“you’re doing great y/n” he whispered, but you were too focused on kicking your feet to see the proud smile he had on his face.
“how do i move my arms like you did?” you asked as you began to move both arms in long strokes, arms splashing against the water. anton stepped towards your front, now standing in front of you as he watched you stroke “imagine my palms are targets and you’re trying to hit them. but keep kicking your feet just like that, you’re doing so good” he said, placing his hands palm up on the surface of the water.
you did as you were told, eyes glued to his palms, arms stroking one after the other. your palms gently coming into contact, high fiving him as you attempted to move both your arms while continuously kicking. suddenly, you couldn’t feel his palms anymore, and it was because anton had taken a few steps back. his hands were still outstretched, preparing to catch you if anything happened “try swimming to me” he said softly, his tone gentle and urging.
you held your breath, body already aching from all the movements. you weren’t used to moving like this, let alone in a body of water. you began to move, successfully swimming towards him, a slight feeling of confidence and excitement blooming inside of you. however, those feelings plummeted quickly as you felt yourself being submerged in water, no longer swimming towards anton, but going underwater instead despite following his instructions.
he was quick to hold you up before you could get a face full of water, his grin wide, showing off his pearly whites as he cupped your cheeks “did you see yourself? you did it! you were swimming!”
“but i didn’t even reach you” you clutched onto his forearms, feeling his muscles beneath your palm, a small pout forming onto your lips as your eyes connected with his.
anton didn’t care, he had seen how hard you tried, how much you accomplished, and he was fully prepared to cheer you on. he squished your cheeks gently, causing your pouty lips to pout even more “and? y/n that was amazing. you were swimming! it doesn’t how far you went, you did it” he said, his voice laced with a hint of awe and wonder. his boasting made you feel better almost instantly, your pout forming into a smile. but not before he leaned in and captured your lips with his.
the kiss was slow and gentle, his lips moving against yours in perfect sync. your lips pulled apart and touched again at the same time, and you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. when he pulled away, his wide grin had replastered itself onto his face “wanna go again?”
“i think i‘m good for the day. that was a lot for me” you said, holding up a hand to interject as you shook your head.
he nodded, shaking his head and placing his hands on your hips. he pressed a kiss to your cheek as he spoke, “okay, that’s okay. want me to make you iced coffee?”
“and chocolate covered strawberries?”
“and chocolate covered strawberries.”
“okay, deal!” you said excitedly.
anton’s grip tightened on your hips as he easily picked you up in the water, throwing you over his shoulder. you let out a squeal as you came face to face with his back, gently pounding your fist on his back “hey!” you shouted.
but anton didn’t put you down as he carried you out of the pool.
“let’s get out of here”