"H-haru, what exactly do you mean?" Haru sighed. This was a secret he had meant to keep for a longer time, he hadn't wanted to worry Makoto or the others. But now there was no point in hiding it, since he didn't know how long he had anymore.
"My condition was fine over the past few weeks. But you know how I am when it comes to healing. So now, it's gotten worse." Makoto could only stare, shocked at what Haru had just said. But when Makoto thought about it, it was true that Haru wasn't a good healer. He recalled a time in elementary school when Haru fell on the playground. Any normal kid would've dusted themselves off and continued to play. But Haru was a bit more fragile, and his knee ended up a bloody mess. Makoto of course, was worried, but Haru was indifferent. However, that day had reminded the blue eyed boy that that was the reason he took up swimming, and not any other sport. With swimming, there was no possible way to get hurt, unless you were stupid, or careless, or both. At least, that was what Haru thought.
"Haru, that's... Why didn't you tell anyone?"
"Because I didn't want to worry anyone. Please, don't tell this to Nagisa or Rei. I'm just as scared as everyone else." Makoto would've been shocked what Haru had just said about being scared if he wasn't extremely depressed already. As far as anyone knew, Haru was never the type to get scared, not even a little bit frightened. But the brunette only tried to calm himself down. Suddenly, thoughts in Makoto's head began to make less and less sense. He then looked at Haru with a determined gaze.
"Haru, let's go swimming." Haru was almost convinced that Makoto was crazy.
"Makoto, that's impossible. I can barely move my legs." But Makoto wasn't ready to give up yet.
"I'll hold you." Haru felt himself blush at this. The thought of Makoto's big, strong arms wrapped around his smaller torso was actually pretty appealing to him. Plus he hadn't gone swimming in forever, so why not?
"Okay." Makoto brightened at this, got Haru in his wheelchair, and sped off toward the nearest pool.
It had taken awhile to get there, but the two both decided to swim at the school pool to avoid any suspicion from anyone else. After all, normal wheelchair bound people didn't often go swimming. Haru could feel himself get excited at being able to swim. Or float, rather, but he was going to be in water nonetheless. And with his favorite person too. This was truly a good way to spend what would most likely be his final months.
Once they had reached the locker rooms, they ran into another problem. Since Haru was too weak to move his legs or arms, it was going to be hard to get dressed and undressed. But after about a minute of thinking, Makoto thought of the perfect idea. Well, as close to perfect as he could get. There was still one thing that Makoto was thinking of...
"Haru, I thought of something." The green eyed man said in a small voice. Haru turned to see Makoto, who was beet red. Haru raised an eyebrow in question. Makoto swallowed then spoke again.
"I-I could undress and redress you, you know..." If Haru had been eating something, he would've choked on it out of surprise. Makoto had noticed his sudden mood change, and turned away in pure embarrassment. However, Haru didn't quite mind Makoto undressing and redressing him. They were lovers, after all.
Hmm, Makoto sure is cute when he's embarrassed. Suddenly Haru felt like a pervert. He almost wanted to smirk.
"That sounds good to me." Makoto slowly made his way over, and began taking off the smaller male's shirt. But surprisingly, Makoto didn't close his eyes like Haru expected. He had regained his composure (although his face was still red) and slipped it completely off.
"Wow Haru, I'm amazed. You still kept your figure even after weeks of sitting around." Makoto commented as he started reaching for his pants.
"So you were looking." Makoto turned an even brighter shade of red.
"You don't have to put it that way..." he said as he began to slide off Haru's pants. Makoto had known exactly what Haru had meant by that. Once those were all the way off, he reached for the black haired boy's swimsuit. And then he stared at his underwear.
Oh God, this can't end well...
With that thought out of the way, Makoto began to pull down Haru's underwear. The look that the taller man had on his face amused Haru to no end.
"Maybe we could skip swimming and you could give me a blow job instead," Makoto yelped in surprise. "Just kidding. But you should consider it."
"S-shut up Haru. The more you talk, the less I concentrate and the harder this is." Makoto suddenly felt that his wording wasn't exactly appropriate for that situation, considering he had used the phrase "harder this is." Haru had only smiled a little bit. His boyfriend was so cute.
"Finally, we're in the pool!" Makoto said as he lifted the smaller boy in. After the awkward locker room incident, the green eyed man was glad to be out of there and into the pool. Haru was the most ecstatic he'd been since the whole diagnosis. Makoto was truly a great human being for doing this for him. They floated around the pool for awhile while Haru rested his head on Makoto's shoulder. With the way that Makoto was swaying him back and forth gently, it was almost like they were dancing. Haru loved this feeling, wishing he could stay like this forever. Makoto loved it too. It almost made him forget that the beautiful boy resting on him was dying. This was their bliss.
After awhile of silence, Makoto decided that it was time to bring Haru back to the hospital. He had a feeling that the employees weren't going to like him very much for just taking one their patients away for more than a couple hours. But in his mind, it was worth it.
Inside the locker room, it was time to get Haru dressed once again. This time, Makoto wasn't as embarrassed about putting Haru's underwear on as he was before.
That was until he accidentally brushed Haru's lower regions.
Haru let out a small but loud moan, prompting Makoto to blush heavily.
"Makoto..." Haru could barely get that out. Makoto had a feeling he knew exactly what he was going to say.
"Remember earlier when I said you should give me a blow job?" Makoto sighed. He knew this was coming.
Coming.
God dammit.
And thus Haru received his first ever blow job.
When they were back at the hospital, the staff weren't too happy about Haru's late arrival. But luckily, Doctor Nowaki was there to save the day. He gave a perfect excuse as to why Haru had gone missing, even though he hadn't even known that Haru had gone missing in the first place. Haru had just smiled at Nowaki, happy to have had him and Makoto there for him. Today had been an amazing day.