A/N: Thanks everyone for reading/responding. Without you, I would be very sad.
As usual, they ended up breaking into a random building with a pool. Makoto was too used to this by now to feel any guilt.
Makoto was much more distracted by Haruka anyways.
"Haruka, what are you doing?" asked Makoto.
"I'm going swimming" Haruka said, lifting off his shirt. Makoto tried not to stare at the definition of his abs.
"Haruka…you told me all your swimsuits were in the laundry" said Makoto.
Makoto was sure of this. Makoto remembered how shocked he had been that Haruka actually had a finite number of swimsuits and couldn't just pull out a new one whenever he wanted.
Haruka shrugged. "I don't need a swimsuit"
Makoto blinked. He was pretty sure that Haruka did. For his sanity's sake at least. "Haruka, I don't think—"
"Its okay Makoto, we can go skinny dipping!" said Nagisa.
Makoto shook his head. He did not need a naked Haruka near him after having that sort of dream.
"Can we…not?" asked Makoto.
Haruka frowned. He glanced behind him, staring with love-filled eyes at the pool.
Makoto followed his gaze and sighed.
Haruka would never love him like he loved the pool.
Nagisa ignored Makoto's sadness, shoving him aside and running towards the water.
"Come on Haruka, lets swim" said Nagisa, tearing off his clothes like a very motivated stripper.
Haruka spared a second to acknowledge Makoto's uncharacteristically glum silence before he followed Nagisa's lead, stripping and plunging in.
Makoto sighed.
He was jealous of a pool. How was this his life.
"Makoto, come join us" Nagisa said.
Makoto ripped off his shirt and shoved off his pants. He was not risking Nagisa dragging him in with his clothes on again.
Rid of his clothes, Makoto jumped into the water, only for Nagisa to swipe across the water top, sending water splashing his way. Makoto went on the offensive, fighting water with more water.
But somehow, despite Nagisa's splashing him every five seconds, Haruka was the one Makoto could not ignore.
He stared as the serene boy flew through the water. He was beautiful, the way he glided along like the sea itself.
He had a nice ass too.
Makoto shook his head. This was wrong. These were inappropriate thoughts, about his best friend no less.
Makoto stared as Haruka's kick revealed the pale skin of his inner thigh.
Makoto stared until Nagisa stopped splashing him and turned to figure out what the hell was up with him.
Nagisa saw him staring at Haruka. Nagisa's eyes widened in understanding. Nagisa smirked and raised an eyebrow.
Makoto groaned. Oh hell no, he was not discussing this with Nagisa.
"Haruka's really good at swimming, isn't he?" asked Nagisa. It was an innocent question were it not for Nagisa's lewd grin.
"I…guess?" said Makoto. He tried to act unsuspicious. Nagisa's grin widened. Crap, he totally sucked at acting.
"You were watching him really closely" said Nagisa.
Makoto frowned. What the hell was that supposed to mean.
"not..really" said Makoto. Nagisa did not look the least bit convinced.
"Sure Makoto, whatever you say" said Nagisa.
Nagisa continued to smile. It was a smile of pure evil.
Makoto sighed. He checked the other side of the pool, confirming that, yes, Haruka fully distracted by his love for water and completely oblivious to their conversation.
Makoto turned back to Nagisa.
"Don't tell him" Makoto said. He was not risking Nagisa telling Haruka he had been staring creepily at him this whole time.
"Tell him what? That you were admiring his swimming? Or that you were totally checking out his—"
"Nagisa, really, don't tell him or I swear to God, I'll—"
The door to the pool banged open. Makoto watched as Gou strode in, her eyes morphing from narrowed annoyance to widened shock.
Makoto and Nagisa stared in surprise. What the hell was Gou doing here?
Haruka continued swimming.
