Dolphin documentary : Part one

Apparently in the United states thing were much bigger all around. Not that this particularly came as a surprise to Rin, he had traveled a lot in his younger years, all over the place, and he spoke English fluently enough to have picked up a book or two about the states before. However, when he realized that everything meant everything, he didn't really think it would cause a problem in his hotel room.

After all, who needs a flat screen that big anyways?

"Haru." He snorted, just slightly under his breath, because this suite they were staying at had its own hot tub on the patio, and if that wasnt enough to keep the black haired swimmer from sleeping at night, the flat screen hanging on the wall across from it surely was. And Rin never watched T.V., it was too… lazy.

"Haru!" He repeats again, louder so that his roommate for the weekend looks up, almost groggily. Almost like it was past midnight and they had to be up in seven hours (they really did actually).

"What?"

"You need to sleep…" Rin says as carefully as he can, watching the foam and bubbles pop and dance around Haru's sides and chest. He'd never really had the chance to enjoy a hot tub, so on some level the desire to stay out late was understandable, but even so, winning their individual races tomorrow should have been a priority. They'd been training so long to come to the states and compete, so Rin certainly wasn't going to let a television and a hot tub ruin that for the team.

Haru ignored him though, with a clear lack of enthusiasm.

Rin had to remind himself that patience was a virtue, and at one point Makoto had explained to him, that it was usually better to let Haru have his way, than it was to try and argue with him because the argument would just leave you both tired and worn.

He sighed, walking over to the hot tub edge and sticking his fingertips in nonchalantly. "Haru, what are you even watching?" Eyes turned up to the screen, where dark ocean water was being illuminated by the sun above its surface, and you could see dolphins swimming, twirling, herding each other through the calm blue. There were clicks and squeaks and other funny noises, and then the sound of a corny narrator taking in a deep breath, as if the sight was too impossibly beautiful to even narrate to-despite that being his job.

This was, and Rin slapped a hand over his face in defeat to prove it, exactly the kind of thing that would keep Haru shoulder deep in a hot tub this late at night.

"Do you want to watch?" He murmured, and Rin almost didn't hear him.

"Do you want to get out and go to bed so that we can win tomorrow?" He countered, oh though much more softly than he would have, had Haru suggested anything else besides him joining him in the water.

"No."

No as in what? Get out or not win tomorrow? Rin scowled for a moment, reminded himself what Makoto had said once again, and then slipped his whole hand into the water. Haru observed the motion, perhaps hoping that Rin would understand the water- especially since it was warm and constantly moving, and felt really good on his lower back.

He sighed, a little too concerned about not being concerned to be concerned about-

Oh forget it.

Rin shrugged out of his familiar black jacket with ease, tossing the thing aside to a lounge chair near the window before thumbing his pajama pants down in one motion. Haru lacked the attention to see that there was no swimsuit involved in this stripping; Rin didn't care enough to go find his swimsuit in the depths of his suitcase that wasnt even halfway unpacked yet. Besides, this would be a quick- races tomorrow. Yeah, those important things. The reason they'd come all the way to the states (and certainly not to enjoy the very hot, hot tubs and large televisions and large bed.

Beds. Wait. They wouldn't be enjoying the bed. Bed… as in… only one, while in their hotel suite that certainly had two very large separate beds. Rin may or may not have blushed, judging by the fact that he was climbing naked into the hot tub, while picturing him and Haru together in a single large bed for the night.

He submerged quickly, letting the heat flood over him, the sound of jets rumbling in his ears as his head stayed beneath the surface for a long moment, blowing out a stream of air and then finally, lifting upright. If his face was red now, it was only because of the hot water (or at least thats what he told himself).

"Alright, you got me." Rin murmured, composed as ever as he shifted next to Haru, who listened intently to the documentary. Something about male bottlenose dolphins pairing up to keep females in check while their pod traveled. "What exactly is it about this that has you so captivated?"

Haru turned to him slowly, those brilliant dark blue eyes staring relentlessly into his mortal soul because- well Haru just tended to rape people with his eyes any chance he got. Especially Rin, who he secretly found just as captivating as the dolphins on the T.V.

After opening his mouth like he might say something, he closed it, glanced down, and then back up, and shrugged. "I like dolphins."

"Is this really worth it though?" Rin asked, settling his shoulder against Haru's and leaning down so that one of the jets could reach the middle of his back.

Haru yawned, shook his damp hair a little in the motion, and sank down so that his mouth was in the water, and the jet was also reaching his mid-back.

For quite some time the two of them just stared up at the television, watching dolphins swim and listening to the narrator explain their hunting techniques, and how they communicated to each other. And it was funny actually- Rin hadn't exactly noticed (probably because he could understand it) but the whole thing was in English, and while English was a mandatory class that Haru had taken and passed (probably with a decent grade too) there was no way he could understand it fluently.

Rin probably never would have thought twice about it, until Haru lifted himself out of the water a little more, tilted his head to the side and squinted a little at the screen, and then looked back at him with some odd expression of misunderstanding.

"Tell me what it said." He inquired softly, body shifting from the position of the jets, and settling with his shoulder overlapping Rin's just a little. Almost leaning on him. Or maybe he was. Maybe Rin was just trying to convince himself he wasnt- for obvious reasons that involved thoughts about being nude and hot and sharing a bed.

So he focused, dug deep to grasp the complex English language and strange accents spilling out of the documentary, and found that it was simple.

"They're talking about… Err…" He paused. "Mating."

Haru's mouth twitched a little.

Dolphins, aside from humans, are the only animals that are known to mate for fun.

Rin blinked, flicking his tongue across his lower teeth, and then bit his lip.

"What?" Haru leaned towards him. "What did it say?"

"D-Didn't you pay any attention in your language classes?" Rin tried to sink until his mouth was under the surface of the bubbling water. Maybe he wanted to submerge his head again too, so the blush would be from the heat and not from his own ideas.

"Nagisa always calls me a dolphin." Haru said, and it wasn't a surprise. Everyone called Haru a dolphin now and again- he swam like one most of the time anyways. And that was exactly why this particular part of the documentary was makin Rin blush.

"Tell me. Now."

Rin cussed into the water, then picked his face up out of it and tried not to let his voice sound too angry. "Dolphins like to have sex for fun."

Haru blinked, expression blank as ever, contemplating maybe. He looked like he might laugh at Rin for a second too, before he looked back up at the screen.

"Are you sure thats what it said?" He whispered.

"Yes."

"Okay." And with that he settled himself again, further into the crook of Rin's shoulder where the water was the same temperature as the body heat, and all he could feel was wet skin and bubbles dancing around it.

The redhead closed his eyes and swallowed, something like crickets jumping in the pit of his stomach- or maybe it was the fast food they had eaten when they arrived at the airport earlier that evening. Didn't matter though. What mattered was the fact that in any second now he was going to wake up and be back in his dorm room with no Haru leaning against him and no stupid dolphin documentary playing, and no bubbly hot tub to keep him warm.

"Rin."

"Hm?" He turned his face to the side slightly, finding the top of Haru's head much closer than he expected. Under the water two sets of fingers from two different hands flickered against each other, and it was an intelligent touch- not an accident in any sense. Haru let his fingertips slide against Rin's hand on purpose. Rin shivered, wishing he'd gone to get his swimsuit.

"Tell me everything it says."

"I don't think i can translate that fast."

"Try…"

Rin looked up the screen, trying to ignore the fact that it was showing dolphins in their mating process, and how it was slightly disturbing because it was right there in their face, and because Haru was right there leaning into him, head on his chest and hand still brushing his. So softly but burning under the water, hotter than any temperature this hot tub could ever reach.

Rin swallowed, decided that, at least while he was dreaming and not-waking-up, he would make the best of it. Haru seemed awfully cuddly tonight, and he wasn't about to start complaining about it either. Wasn't quite ready to spill his own guts to himself and remind himself how long he'd been waiting for a moment like this with the dolph-I mean BOY- of his dreams, but it was there nonetheless.

And if it meant translating some stupid documentary and not sleeping and potentially being tired for their race tomorrow… well that was just something that was going to have to be. Rin figured, if Makoto was right about what he said anyways, he couldn't argue with Haru.

Slowly he pulled his arm up out of the water- the one Haru was leaning on- and slung it around him, pulling him tighter into his side because it felt like if he was going to do him a favor he should get something more in return for it.

Oh though trying to listen to the narrator over the sound of his heart racing was a whole new challenge, and trying to comprehend what to interpret was even worse.

"Dolphins… err… Bottlenose dolphins, i guess in the… mating season they-

And he lost it, cut off because Haru's lithe fingers were curled with his and his cheek was nuzzling his shoulder and it was so rare for him to act like this anyways it-it-

"They are… I think its saying that they-

"Shhh."

Rin stopped, face red and his ears rang just a little with embarrassment because it was just too hard to translate with someone you really did… enjoy… leaning right on you with their hand in yours.

"Nevermind." Haru allowed, and Rin figured he'd have to prove his language skills more thoroughly another time- he hated the idea of Haru questioning his intelligence.

"Can we go to sleep then?" the redhead suggested after a moment.

"Mmn." Haru breathed. "Goodnight."

Rin sighed, but couldn't bring himself the speak what he was thinking. Not here, Haru. You can't sleep in the hot tub!

The boy fidgeted a little closer.

Oh. For fucks sake!

"Goodnight, Haru." Rin whispered, and maybe if he was lucky Haru would let him carry him to bed. One bed. And maybe if he was really lucky, Haru would let him hold him outside of the water too.