Hello Everyone! So this will be all my writings for the 30 day OTP writing challenge for Rin and Haru which is one of my all time OTP's, I just love it so much! Anyways, I believe the chapters are chronological (most of the time) with a few out of place but I try my best. Also, all reviews, follows, and favorites are greatly appreciated and thank you so much for reading! Hope you all enjoy!

Day 1: Holding Hands

"Wait you're not walking home alone are you?" Rin asked Haru as the two boys packed up their bags. Practice was over at the Iwatobi Swim Club and it was time for the boys to go home.

"Well there's nothing else I can do, Makoto's sick at home." Haru replied simply as he slipped his shirt on over his head.

"Yeah, I hope he gets better." Rin said, troubled as he tried to think of a way to help Haru. His face brightened immediately as a thought popped into his head. "How about I walk you home?!" He piped up, cheerfully thinking it was the best idea he had thought of.

"It's not necessary." Replied Haru in that monotone demeanor of his.

"Come on Haru!" Complained Rin, "Let me walk you home!"

"I said it's not-" Haru stopped short, turning with his bag on his shoulder to look at Rin's pleading face. He sighed. "Fine."

"Great!" Cheered Rin, hopping off the locker room bench. "Well let's hurry before the sun goes down!" He said grabbing Haru's hand and pulling him along and out of the building.

They talked on the way, Rin more so than Haru, about their day and other trivial things that came up. Rin was enjoying himself a bit too much, feeling a little victorious that he got Haru to let him walk him home. Rin was kind of in his own world and it wasn't until he came to that he realized he was still holding Haru's hand.

Rin tried to steal a glance at their hands but was unsuccessful as he caught Haru's eye, looking back into the blue pools. He made an attempt to nonchalantly let go of his hand, turning his face away his cheeks now a light pink.

"You just noticed didn't you?" Haru spoke up.

"No I didn't I just, I-" Rin struggled trying to make up a plausible excuse to not sound like an idiot. "Well you didn't say anything either!"

"I thought it felt kind of nice." Haru replied as he gave a small shrug bringing Rin's attention back to him. "But you let go so I guess you don't want to hold my hand-"

"NO that's not it I, I just…" Rin stuttered his cheeks turning more red than pink now while facing Haru head on. He stopped talking and took a breath instead. He glanced at the ground before reaching for Haru's hand again, grabbing it tightly. "I mean, I guess I do…" He murmured.

Haru didn't reply, but instead Rin felt a small reassuring squeeze from his end that made Rin's heart beat just a little faster.

Rin stressed on the childhood memory rather than reminiscing on it. Probably because he was 17 now and understood more of what it means to hold hands than when you do when you're a kid. But then again it could also be because he was presented with a similar situation.

On his evening run, Rin had stopped at a convenience store at the end of it to buy some water only to run into none other than Haru in the middle of buying his stupid mackerel. After pestering him again to let him walk him home, Haru finally relented. Only this time was different because Rin had such an intense urge to hold Haru's hand.

He didn't know, or rather want to know, why, but he just really wanted to and was struggling on how to go about it. The conversation was scattered, not really able to keep it going with Haru being his usual and Rin flipping out on the other end.

Rin sighed. Damn it, this would've been a lot easier back then. You don't really give a second thought to it. He thought to himself.

Haru looked over at his friend quizzically. Rin was usually the chatty one. He was confused, wondering what was wrong and why the conversation kept seemingly hitting a wall. He look forward again, taking note that Rin looked a bit stressed as if he were thinking about something really hard.

Haru glanced out of the corner of his eye at Rin again, noticing as Rin kept on taking quick short looks at Haru's hand…and that's when it all clicked.

Haru sighed. Honestly Rin.

Haru simply reached over, taking Rin's hand before intertwining their fingers together. The action made Rin jump, pulling him out of his reverie and turning his stressed face into one of shock now.

Haru continued looking at Rin, smiling a bit at the different emotions on his heated face, his mouth open as he tried to think of something to say.

"How?" was all Rin could choke out, probably trying to ask how Haru knew what he was thinking.

Haru shrugged, now looking forward again. "I've told you before, it feels nice."

Rin looked away, feeling just how red he probably looked. His embarrassment had always shown way too easily. But even so, apart from feeling the blush on his cheeks he also felt Haru. He felt the warmth of Haru's hand through their intertwined fingers and he smiled thoughtfully, giving the hand a small squeeze. He was glad he wasn't the only one who remembered that moment. And he was glad he could re-live it again.