85. Serenity
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"What do you mean you can't swim?"
Chigusa pivots herself awkwardly, hanging her head out of the laundromat washer, grasping onto the sides. There's no security cameras, or anybody inside the building in the wee morning hours, except Chigusa's brother newly hired to be manager, leaving for a short cigarette break.
So really there's nothing to do in Iwatobi with her limited amount of free time, besides screw around.
A flash of Gou's stunning red hair manifests, as the rest of her shoulders and head pokes out of the opened washer directly below Chigusa.
"I coach the swim team," she explains. "That doesn't mean I have to be in the water."
There's the barest hint of disdain in Gou's voice, like the other girl doesn't want to go into it anymore. Chigusa flattens her sneaker against the inside of the washer, pushing herself out.
"But you don't want to learn…?"
For a moment, Chigusa thinks that Gou may burst into tears. But she sternly presses her lips together into a white, severe line, yanking her hoodie up and somersaulting out of the laundromat washer, dismounting gracefully.
"Nah," Gou beams, doing a nonchalant shrug. "Swimming is my brother's thing."
It was her father's thing too, and Chigusa also presses her lips together, swallowing down that response, climbing out onto the grimy tiles.
Gou's fingernails are chipped in a glittery pink-and-blue duo, like cotton candy flavors.
Chigusa dreams about them, raking over her arms and sides, digging into her hips possessively when their bodies writhe on top of each other, Gou's large, scarlet eyes full of lust—
But they're only dreams in the end.
She feels, tastes nothing.
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Free! isn't mine. A LITTLE BIT OF ANGST THIS TIME. I'M SORRY. I LOVE THESE GIRLS I PROMISE AAH thank you for reading and any thoughts/comments appreciated!