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Makoto rang the doorbell. No response. He backed up to stare at the top left window and let out a sigh, "Not again.."
"Sorry for disturbing~" Makoto yelled as he stepped across the back entryway. No response either. But he wasn't panicking. This was normal. He inwardly rolled his eyes. Very normal.
He made his way up to the second floor and approached the bathroom and ducked under the noren curtain. He glanced at the pile of clothes on the rack. "He's here after all.." Makoto let out another sigh of defeat.
"I'm coming in~" he said, letting a cloud of steam out into the hallway as he opened the door just as the navy-haired boy raised his head from underwater. Makoto stuck a hand out, "Good morning, Haru-chan~"
Giving him a dumbfounded stare before switching to a slightly annoyed look, Haruka grabbed his hand, "I told you to lay off the -chan."
As Haru emerged from the water, Makoto sent him a deadpanned look, "You're wearing your swimsuit in the bath again?"
Haru sent a "Buzz off" his way. Makoto suddenly grabbed his shoulders and slammed him against the wall.
"What the hell," Haru wheezed.
Makoto trapped him against the wall with his hands and leaned in and pressed his lips against Haru's in a searing kiss that sent Haruka's mind reeling and the water evaporating off his skin. Makoto reluctantly broke off the kiss with a smirk and left Harkua panting like he just swam across the Pacific in one go.
"This is why I call you Haru-chan," Makoto said simply and headed out the door.
~~ The next day
Makoto stared at the doorbell, wondering why, oh why, Haru never answers the doorbell. He headed around the back and once again found himself in front of the bathroom.
"I'm coming in!" he opened the door. Haru's head was already out of the water, and he stared at Makoto as if expecting him.
Like every other morning, Makoto reached for Haru's hand, "Good morning, Haru-chan~"
Without a word, Haru grabbed his hand. Confusion was written all over Makoto's face as his daily routine was disturbed. His eyes grew even larger as he realized Haru wasn't wearing his swimsuit as always. Without letting go of his hand, Haru pulled the shell-shocked Makoto closer. Pushing his knee between the Makoto's legs, Haru ground his hips against the other's. Makoto whimpered from the pressure. "This is why I told you to lay off the -chan," Haru said, as he reached to unbutton the school uniform.
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