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No, it's just nice out...

[someone sounds like he's laying down in the sun like a catte... you're losing him...]

You're by the pool, aren't you?

I'm not swimming.

-- I mean, I have my suit on, but I'm just putting my feet in the water.

[he's losing rin]

I... I love you?

[bemused;]

I love you too? -- How much longer are you gonna be at the library?

[translation: do I have time for a swim...]

I'm walking home right now! So, I'll be there in a few minutes?

Oh.

[mildly disappointed]

[but then]

Maybe, before we go inside, we could --

[his life]

[stops walking fast]

Swim? Uhm, sure, it'll be nice.

[at least Rin is getting to know that tone. the cockblocked-by-pools one]

I was gonna say skinnydip.

There's no way I'm doing that...

[don't ask this of makoto]

It's a joke, a joke. That's the kind of thing you do at night, anyway.

The chances of me doing that at night are even slimmer, you know.

I bet I could convince you sometime.

[sighs]

You're probably right. Should I continue walking faster?

You're making yourself really desirable again. Let me talk to the telemarketers.

Sorry!

[he doesn't want to keep playing this telemarketers game]

I'm a few houses away! [what's desirable] We can go inside? And, uhm, I'll take my shirt off?

Shoes off first.

[a teasing boyfriend is the worst]

Oh yeah, those toe muscles, I know.

[which boyfriend]

[lols]

Gross! I don't care how many reps you've done, oi!

[okay that's a point to his favour!]

Are you sure? I mean, it's been a while since I've walked around without socks on, you never know...

No it hasn't, we were at the beach yesterday -- and I wasn't looking at your toes.

[makoto makes a noncommittal sound at that, and hangs up. seconds later, the back door slides open, makoto looking up at the hinges worriedly; that was a lot more rattling that a few weeks ago...]

[anyway, focus]

Hey, Rin.

[walks over towards the pool, wearing slippers]

[he's momentarily confused by the dead line, but the greeting a moment later has him smiling over his shoulder. he's in his suit as promised, tight legskins folded down around his waist, showing the dumb tan line he's constantly trying to lower or remove]

Hey, Makoto.

[he doesn't get up from the pool, legs kicking idly in the water, but a kind of energy enters his shoulders; it's exciting in a kind of embarrassing way, when Makoto calls him just to fool around. it's getting more and more frequent, and this time he's even -- said he wanted to do that other thing. it's really hot, how bold Makoto's getting, and it makes him want to be silly and young and brave]

[makoto gets down on his haunches besides rin and presses a kiss to a momentarily relaxed expression. rin's skin feels warm; he's probably been here a while.]

[calmly, eyes on rin's waist--and he points.]

Fixing your tan line again? You're under the sun a lot, Rin.

[acting casual, like he didn't just ask rin in a really roundabout way to blow him. he focuses his attention on the water, though.]

Is it nice?

It's nice under the sun. And, um, y-you.

[cheesy lines like that are always smoother and more cool in his head; Rin's cheeks become completely flush, and he covers with one hand his face, laughing into his palm]

Sorry -- sorry. That was bad. I'm just, excited to see you today.

[okay, he's mostly pleased, but also kind of nervous, what else is new. he reaches over, taking Makoto's hand to embarrassingly kiss the back of it]

Ready to skinnydip?

Edited 2015-09-24 05:16 (UTC)

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