"No one said anything, right?" The pool lobby was suffocating as Teague rushed to Brody's side. It smelled so strong of chlorine he'd rather be in a dumpster; more variety. Brody's hair was disheveled which gave away his rough day and he smiled crookedly.
"About what?"
"About your little... outburst earlier." Brody led Teague into the lockerrooms and spun his lock. Dingy red lockers lined the perimeter and a few rows gave the others some bits of privacy. "No, actually. I also, uh, forgot my suit." He'd gotten looks, sure, but he wasn't going to bring that up. It wasnt something he could stop, anyways.
Teague felt like he should probably just head home at this point. He didn't like water polo and he's already spent enough time around Brody. The poor boy's probably embarrassed to be around him, but stuck with him for the team's sake.
"Dont worry, I always bring an extra pair. They're clean"
"Wow, I hope so." Teague chuckled, although his smile dropped when Brody tossed him a single piece of clothing. "Where's the rest?"
Brody cocked a brow at him before smiling apologetically. "Here we wear trunks. I don't know if it's different where you're from, but it's all I got." Teague stretched them out. They were just shorts with a weird texture, and a bright blue.
Teague never left his chest bare. Not only did he feel it was indecent, but he was extremely self conscious about it. He was lean, but he always thought he had more of a feminine look. He was about to protest before Brody pulled his shirt over his head and hung it up. Teague felt like he was about to pass out so much blood rushed to his head.
Soon enough, Teague and Brody were dressed. The prince managed to not steal any glances because it just wasn't proper no matter the circumstances. He was feeling less and less motivated as a team member groped his ass as he passed. He was a joke to them now, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"You most likely will watch the team for today as you tread water. Just to get what's going on." Teague only nodded. Brody would be distracted enough for the prince to undo the tangled mess Mina left in his mind without him noticing.
Teague followed Brody like a lost puppy out to the pool. Bleachers we set against the east wall and colorful flags hung feet above the water. A scoreboard was being put in place and a small student adjusted the diving boards. "Is it cold?" Teague asks. Brody chuckles and suddenly sweeps him off his feet. "Of course it is!"
Teague didn't have time to react as Brody tossed him into the water. He landed clumsily and the water was absolutely freezing. He needed time for his body temperature to regulate itself and it was hell. "You fucker," he yelled, flicking water from his hair. Brody laughed as he did a cannonball and it was music to Teague's ears.
Maybe this wouldn't be too bad.