Haru returned to the locker room, having forgotten his swimming cap after the joint swim practice. Entering the corner in the locker room, he heard a shower running and went to investigate who was still here after everyone else had left. When he turned the corner, the water stopped, he heard a shower curtain being drawn, then saw Rin exiting in a towel hanging very low around his hips.

"Haru!" he exclaimed, not expecting anyone else to be there.

"Rin…" he stated back flatly, his eyes attempting to look straight at his face instead of the delicious eye candy below. Rin knew he had a hot body and he wasn't shy about it. "I came back because I forgot…"

Rin interrupted by lifting up Haru's swimming cap, which he had in his other hand that wasn't holding up his towel, which Haru kept eyeing unintentionally.

"This?" Rin asked, walking over to hand it to him.

"Thanks," Haru responded, keeping his eyes on the swimming cap in his hand, but couldn't avoid catching a glance of Rin's sexy V-shape just below his perfect abdominals and how his hips still had droplets of water from the shower rolling down. He was steaming hot, literally.

Attempting not to elongate the awkward situation any further as to draw suspicion, Haru grabbed the cap and turned to leave, but instead, Rin grabbed his forearm and pulled him back.

"Did you leave that here on purpose?" he asked.

Haru didn't want to turn around and look at him, he knew his eyes would be drawn downward again.

"Why would I do that?" Haru retorted flatly.

Rin's grip on his forearm loosened just a tiny bit around his fingers, then tightened again. Suddenly, Haru felt Rin's hand on his chin as well, turning his face to his. First, Haru noticed how intense Rin's red eyes were, then how beautifully framed they were by his dripping, long red hair, then he realized that Rin was still holding onto his forearm while his other hand was cupping his chin… which meant…

Haru's face turned a shade of pink lighter as he stiffened in place. "Let go of my arm," he attempted to say as calmly as possible.

"Just your arm?" Rin teased, giving his shark-toothy grin, then pulled Haru's face closer, "So this is fine?"

Haru's mouth went dry. Maybe he did want to see Rin again, but he didn't leave his swimming cap there on purpose in order to catch him on his way out of the shower like this. He didn't know what to say and he couldn't look away from Rin's eyes, which burned a red flame.

"I see the way you look at me, Haru. And I know how you feel when we swim against to each other. I'm the only one who can bring that out in you when we swim together. We match. I know you feel the same way."

Haru stared at him for a while, thinking of how to properly respond.

"Yes, I feel that way. You're the best swimming partner I've ever had. You understand the water and to not resist it. You submerge yourself in it."

Rin twitched, then tched, unintentionally strengthening his grip on Haru's forearm. "That's not what I meant and you know it," he responded, a tone of anger or hopelessness hiding behind his clenched teeth as he tried to keep himself together, letting go of Haru's chin and hanging his head, hiding his face behind his long hair.

Haru waited. He could see Rin's shoulders were shaking, then heard him take in a deep breath with a shudder. He was crying.

"Rin…" Haru sympathized, then felt that he should place a hand on that shaking shoulder to calm him. However, when he did, Rin let go of his forearm and put his hand over Haru's, then drew it up to his mouth and kissed his knuckles, then behind his hand. Haru watched, blushing lightly. It was such a lovely, romantic gesture. "Rin…" Haru repeated, but with a slightly begging tone, which made Rin look up.

His eyes were like molted red lava, tear droplets on the corners, his long hair still dangling gorgeously and dripping water. He stared at the Iwatobi swimmer with intent in his eyes as he drew closer, placing Haru's hand over his chest. Haru felt his heart was pounding.

"This is what you do to me, Haru. My heart is racing faster than when we were swimming."

Haru stepped back, but Rin had a firm grip on his hand, which lay flat over his chest. Haru tried not to dwell on how muscular his pecks were and how warm he felt and how he was still dripping in water. His hand unintentionally twitched. Embarrassed, Haru had to draw his eyes away, looking at the lockers next to them.

"Your face is red," Rin teased proudly.

Haru blinked, "No, it's not."

"Do you think I'm blind? Your cheeks are flushed pink, Haru," Rin replied, stroking Haru's jawline, "It's a lovely color."

Haru shuttered away, "Why are you doing this?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Rin replied softly—too softly.

Haru's heart skipped a beat. He knew he admired Rin more than a friend. They grew up together, he was a great swimmer, a rival he strove to be like, he was handsome, generous, kind, and loyal. Haru searched his feelings. He had secretly fallen for Rin a long time ago, but could he finally confess to him? It was much stronger than the fondness of friendship, which constantly made joint swim practice and competitions awkward for him. That was another reason why he had to put on a fake straight-face whenever he was with Rin. In his heart, he knew his feelings were comparable with how he felt about water.

The two of them stood in silence for quite some time, contemplating their next move, but Rin broke the silence.

"Haru…" he whispered, "Please… say something…"

Haru gulped, then slowly clenched the hand over Rin's chest into a soft fist. Rin let him take his time, he could tell Haru was attempting to communicate. He watched him with eager eyes, waiting. Haru hung his head, his eyes hiding under his dark hair as he bit his lip, slumping his shoulders. Slowly, very slowly, Haru stepped forward to face Rin, as if he was allowing himself to do so. He was battling his inner feelings on whether he should act on them or not. He never showed emotion for a reason, he couldn't show to be weak. He had to be clear, like water. But Rin was evaporating him. His fire was too hot.

Rin watched patiently, his eyes cautiously watching, then they widened in surprise. Haru drew closer, sliding his clenched fist around Rin's neck and bringing his other hand up to the same spot on his chest, where Haru had his eyes glued to. Then, like a child, Haru nuzzled his head against Rin's chest, wrapping his other hand behind Rin's neck in a hug. Rin could feel Haru's nose nuzzling against his chest, then Haru's cheek rest on him.

Cautiously and gently, Rin wrapped his arms around Haru, just like how he always dreamed about doing. After seeing Haru allow him to do so, he pulled him in closer and slumped to rest his forehead on Haru's shoulder, relief creasing his eyebrows as he sighed. The two of them stood there in their embrace, warm and blissfully.

Rin slid his hands up and down Haru's back, exploring it until one of his hands found its way under Haru's jacket, touching bare skin that was still damp from swim practice. Rin caressed his check against Haru's neck and smelled his hair, which was scented with chlorine.

"R-Rin…" Haru hesitated.

"You never spoke the words, you know," Rin pointed out.

Haru mumbled an incoherent complaint.

"You're pouting so cutely."

"Don't call a man cute."

Rin grinned his mischievous shark-toothy grin again, "What shall I call you then?"

Haru hesitated again, then retreated back to Rin's chest to hide his reddening face.

Rin petted Haru's hair, which was only slightly damp from being in the water. He never expected what was coming next.

"How about your boyfriend?" Haru spoke gently, but loud enough to ensure Rin heard him.

Rin's hand that was tangled in Haru's hair froze. He was shocked. He never expected Haru to speak those words, the very words he always wanted to hear. Slowly, Haru drew his head up to bravely face Rin and stare into each other's eyes. Rin felt like he was in a dream. The moment overtaking his senses, he caressed Haru's face, which was still flushed a lovely pink, tracing his jawline, then behind his ear, then into the nook of his neck, drawing him closer. Rin moved very slowly to ensure that this is what Haru wanted, but he never retreated. Their faces were mere inches away from each other, Haru's clear-blue-water eyes watching unfailingly. Taking in a soft breath, Rin proceeded to do only what he dreamt of doing over and over in his head. Using the hand that was still on Haru's bare lower back, he pulled him close to his body, then tangled his fingers in Haru's hair, tilting his head up just so. Closing his eyes, he bridged the gap and caressed his lips ever-so gently with Haru's, feeling how soft they were, warmth elevating him. He wanted their first kiss to be special, just like how he imagined it would be.

Then in unexpected pleasantness, Haru kissed him back, begging him for more, which he was only more than willing to comply. He cupped Haru's chin, in the same way he did before, but with care, tilting it up. He kissed the boy over and over, gently, with care, with deep admiration, occasionally nibbling on his lower lip and sucking it, to which Haru released a soft moan. Rin thought was the sexiest sound he ever heard, then it was elevated with how Haru was increasing his grip around Rin's neck and pulling him in closer, deepening their kiss.

Eventually, Haru had to draw back for air, then looked up at Rin with a gentle smile. Rin, however, had his big, boyish smile, which Haru found extremely endearing.

But before Rin could say anything, Haru gasped audibally, covering his mouth.

Fear painted Rin's face, fear that Haru was regretting what he just did.

"Haru, please don't be ashamed! Don't run away from me, I've been waiting for so long to kiss you."

Haru just shook his head, his eyes still wide. "I-it's not that..."

Rin blinked.

Haru drew his eyes away, awkwardly fidgeting with his fingers and Rin's hair.

Rin grew impatient, a cute pout shaping his mouth. "Oi, don't ignore me," he said, shaking Haru's shoulders lightly.

Haru grunted, then blushed again. "You're hard."

Rin blinked, then broke into a laugh, which Haru didn't expect, making him turn his head to face him.

"Hahahaha…" Rin sighed, then touched foreheads with Haru. "So, what are you gonna do about it?" he teased with his signature bad boy grin, topped with a sexy hip roll, rubbing his hard-on against Haru's groin.

Haru pushed him away, his face turning red as he attempted to look away in order to cover it up. "Nothing, you can go jerk yourself off."

Rin placed his hands on his hips with a wicked grin, proud to show off his manhood. "Is that what you're going to do with what you've got there?" he pointed out with a naughty tone.

That's when Haru noticed that he himself had pitched a tent in his jammers. He immediately turned around, utterly mortified.

Rin sighed, grabbing his towel and casually walked past Haru, draping his towel on his head on the way. Haru peeked up from underneath.

"Don't worry about it. We can take it at our own pace," he reassured.

Haru felt a little bit better, his eyes lighting up, then hid his face under the towel. "Oi, Rin…" he mumbled.

"Hm?" Rin paused, looking over his shoulder.

Haru paused, then found his courage.

"I love you."

Rin blinked, then smiled a genuinely endearing smile that reached his eyes. Walking back to Haru, he drew back the towel to look upon Haru's face with deep adoration, placing both of his hands on either side of his face.

"And I love you… Haru-chan," he confessed with a quick peck on the lips, then grinning his naughty boy smile once more.

"Don't call me 'chan!'" Haru protested, throwing the towel at Rin, making his laughter echo the locker room again. Haru couldn't stop blushing at the sight of Rin's hot ass casually walking away, but he also couldn't let him have the last word. Haru marched up to him, grabbed his arm, which made Rin instinctively spin around to face him. Feeling more confident, Haru gripped the back of Rin's head, tangling his fingers in his silky smooth red hair and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

Rin's eyes opened wide from the unexpected kiss, but took advantage of the situation and pinned Haru against the lockers.

Haru groaned, losing his footing, but Rin caught his leg under the knee, then with his naughty smile, lifted it up to his waist, feeling up Haru's leg.

Haru blushed defeatedly, then pulled back from the kiss, leaning his head against the lockers. "That's not fair!"

"What, this?" Rin teased, his hand sliding up Haru's thigh and cupping his ass with a soft clench.

Haru's eyebrows furrowed.

"You're so cute when you're angry."

Haru's eyes turned dark blue. "I told you not to call a man cute," he repeated himself angrily, then proceeded to take his revenge. He pushed on Rin's shoulder, pushing him back, then tripping him on the locker room bench. Haru quickly grabbed his arms, so he wouldn't fall, then redirected him, successfully pinning him down on the bench, bravely straddling him, his hard-on now against his own.

For once, Rin looked uneasy. "O-Oi, Haru—What are you-?" he began, but was cut off by Haru's forceful kiss as he leaned down and held Rin's hands just above his head with just one hand, his other hand slithering down his chest and caressing his abs.

Haru abandoned his inhibitions and took what he wanted, pushing his tongue against Rin's lips, which Rin gladly let him enter. Sliding his tongue in, Haru explored his mouth, tangling their tongues together, and subconsciously rolling his hips in the same tempo, making Rin moan unexpectedly loudly.

Rin struggled under Haru's grip, but he wasn't willing to let Rin up anytime soon. His legs thrashed, trying to unbalance the blue-eyed swimmer, but he had his feet flatly placed on the ground on either side of the bench. Rin soon came to realize that his struggling was only increasing his erection, turning him on even more as Haru seemed to quicken his pace. Rin felt helpless, arching his back and moaning under Haru's influence as he swirled his tongue then bit on his lower lip.

"H-Haru, wait—" Rin was able to gasp, but Haru continued his assault, pulling on the read head's hair to tilt his face up for another hot kiss, grinding hard against Rin, whose groans were muted by Haru's mouth on his. Soon, Rin could feel Haru's erection against his, only separated by the fabric of his jammers. The sensation turned him on so much, a clear shutter raced up his legs and arms, releasing a particularly loud moan as Rin pulled back to breathe.

Haru watched him with his usual collective expression, but his eyes were intense and full of intent.

"Please—Haru, please stop. If we keep going…" Rin panted.

Haru's eyes squinted in a silent smile. "Have you learned your lesson?"

Rin was astonished. And turned on. The fact that he was just man-handled was a new fetish for him, since he was used to being the dominant, but Haru somehow changed this in him.

"Yes, alright. Now please, I don't want to have sex like this," Rin said, then couldn't help but crack a crooked smile, "but if you really want to continue, we can go up to my dorm."

Haru immediately dismounted. "Not a chance."

Rin let his head fall back onto the bench. "Awwww, c'mon!" He whined, "You're blue-ballin' me!"

Haru paused, picking up his swimming cap, thinking.

Rin elevated himself onto his elbows, watching Haru sexily through his now messy and wet hair. Haru gazed at his new apparent boyfriend, amazed at how hot he looked with such a casual gesture. Then his thoughts shifted elsewhere. He shook his head minutely, fidgeting with his swimming cap.

Rin blinked, watching him patiently.

Haru sighed, combing his fingers through his hair. "Maybe, when I'm ready…" he trailed off.

Rin's eyebrows lifted, then he opened his mouth to speak, but closed it. He stood up, collecting the towel at his feet, and wrapped it around his waist properly. Haru notice that Rin just had a habit of wrapping it low on his hips, then thought he wouldn't mind this fact much anymore as he found himself admiring Rin's lower crease.

Rin looked up, then quickly to the towel and back to Haru, letting out a tiny grin. He approached slowly, then took both of Haru's hands in his, just holding them at their sides. Haru pursed his lips slightly as little butterflies swarmed his insides at the lovely gesture.

"We'll go at our own pace. I'd never force you. I love you more than that."

Haru's eyes lit up.

"Of course, I want to. I'm a guy. You saw evidence of that. Don't give me that look, you were turned on too. As I recall, you were the one grinding up on me—quite eagerly, I might add."

Haru let go of his hands with a flustered groan, but Rin retrieved a hand, catching him.

"Hey, don't be ashamed," he spoke softly, "I enjoyed it, you enjoyed it." He walked around him to face Haru, whose eyes were glued to the floor. In order to meet his gaze, Rin sat on the bench and placed his chin on Haru's abs, his eyes pleading with him to be heard. Haru blinked and waited.

"I want to be with you, more than you know. But you know me and how I am. I'll be patient and understanding with you if you will be with me. If you do, I promise I'll be a good boyfriend. I'll take good care of you, I'll love you. I'll never betray you. Please, Haru. I've been in love with you for so long."

Haru's heart melted. It was hard for his knees to keep him standing, so he leaned up against Rin, who sat up and held Haru up at his sides. Haru stared into Rin's eyes, communicating each other's feelings non-verbally, then kissed him gently in agreeance.

"I admit, I wanted to," Haru whispered, "I've fantasized about you since I discovered that I had fallen for you."

This time, Rin blushed, blinking astonishingly.

Haru continued, "But now that it's actually finally happening, I need to wait until I know I'm ready."

Rin nodded silently, his eyes serious. "In that case, I promise to take it slow. Just realize that may be difficult for me. But I know I want your first time with me to be special."

Haru blushed, something hiding behind his eyes.

Rin blinked, then his eyes grew wide in fear. "Wait, don't tell me!"

Haru turned his face away, embarrassed.

Rin face-palmed at his realization. "You're…. a…. virgin…"

After several moments, Haru finally breathed, "Yes."

Rin felt guilty at first, then his eyes melted, watching his new boyfriend. He stood up and warmly wrapped his arms around Haru's waist, making him blush at another lovely gesture. Rin looked directly into his eyes, communicating his deep admiration and an unspoken understanding. "I promise, I will take care of you, Haru. And your first time with be unforgettable. I'll make sure of it."

Haru was overwhelmed with all the emotions he was feeling, but nodded silently, then placed his head on Rin's chest, feeling tired. Rin placed his chin on top of Haru's head.

"Hey, Haru…" Rin spoke.

"Mm?" he mumbled against his chest, sending vibrations through his rib cage.

Rin nuzzled against Haru's hair, breathing him in, then Haru could feel him putting on his signature shark-toothy grin.

"So, did you used to jerk off to the thought of me?" he teased.

Haru pushed him away and stormed out of the locker room.

"Oh, come on! A man needs to know!" Rin pleaded jokingly, filling the locker room with laughter once more.

He'd never admit it to Rin, but Haru was trying to hide his contained laughter as he exited the locker room.

…And yes, he did.