"Before we go in, come with me to the bathroom." You said to the male who'd given up on getting the lipstick stain of his face, a similar one on yours as you stepped into the mall. He stared at you for a second his eyes wide.
"I can't go in the girl's room! I'm a male, and I just can't- Why would I even have to go in there?" He asked earning an eye roll from you.
"I think I have makeup remover in my bag, but I don't have any paper towels. There's a single bathroom for handicapped, and I'm not going to let you use my makeup remover." You snapped to the male, "But if you don't want to get that off your face, I'll go in by myself. I wouldn't trust you with a grain of rice, so I surely wouldn't trust you with my makeup remover." People glanced over at you and Makoto and you took a deep breath before grabbing his wrist and pulling him towards the restrooms, his flustered and nervous face only growing worse.
You pushed him into the bathroom, shutting the door behind the two of you as you took the backpack off your back, digging through the front pockets as he awkwardly stood in front of you.
"Grab some paper towels," You instructed, pulling out the bottle of remover, looking up to see the male getting paper towels. He shuffled over quickly and handed one to you, and you took it quickly, walking over to the mirror, your [eye color] eyes narrowed as you dripped some of the liquid onto the towel. You rubbed it for a moment, sighing a the color came off your face, and you wiped off the smudged lips, giving a light laugh as you remembered Makoto.
"Come on so I can get it off." You instructed, pursing your pink lips, and the male awkwardly make his way to you. You tossed the other paper towel away quickly, squirting some more remover on a new piece before wiping the stain off of his face. "And you should be fine. Hopefully you aren't allergic to it, although I'm pretty sure it's all natural."
"Thank you, [Name]- [Last Name]!" He corrected immediately, and you sighed tiredly before tossing the paper in the bin, picking up your bag as you tossed.
"Whatever, just don't expect to be able to call me that in front of your dumb friends." You narrowed your eyes at him before pulling off your tie and blazer, causing the male to jump in surprise.
"Wh-What are you doing?!" He asked, his face turning red as he watched you unbutton the two top buttons of your shirt, and you raised an eyebrow.
"You're weird." You said to him, shoving your blazer and tie in your bag before shaking your head. "You don't expect me to go looking for makeup dressed as a dweeb, do you? I can hold your blazer for you if you need me to. You look dumb dressed in a school uniform, seriously, are you trying to get caught ditching?"
"Oh!" He said, scratching the back of his neck as he realized what you meant. "I guess you have a point, do you mind if I-?" He gestured to your bag and you nodded as he slipped off his blazer and tie, folding them neatly. You put them in your bag before zipping it, tossing it over your shoulder.
"So, if anyone asks, your my older friend who is visiting." You opened the door to exit the bathroom, glad nobody else was around. You walked down out to the food court with Makoto trailing behind you like a lost puppy. "Makoto," You said, slowing down a bit for the male to catch up, "Are you scared of women?"
"No-! Of course not!" He jumped, looking slightly flustered. "I don't think I'm really scared of women in general- It's just…"
You stopped, your [eye color] eyes flashing with something as you turned to the male with olive hair.
"No, don't trail off, I want you to tell me why you're scared as fuck." You said bitterly, walking by a group of people around a kiosk, staring blankly ahead. "Look, it's not like you have anyone else to talk to."
You weren't surprised he didn't give an answer, and felt a little upset, despite your cool face. You'd thought maybe you could try and ride out this Iwatobi Swim Club thing if you had a friend, and Makoto being the kind of guy he was, you had to have somebody who didn't necessarily despise you-
"You said to put the past behind you-But I'm still not even clear on how it was my fault, and you just don't like me and… Now we're ditching school," He rambled, not stuttering, but still looking a little nervous.
"You talk too much, I think, but are you sure a girl named Em didn't approach you?"
You watched his expression change for a moment and you stopped, causing him to look at you quizzically. You gestured to the sign, knowing he had met her by his expression. He stopped as you were greeted by a tall blonde woman with cherry red lips, she grinned as she saw you.
"If it isn't my favorite customer, [Last Name]-kun and she brought her boyfriend!" The woman cooed as you sighed, her American accent sinking in. You didn't bother looking at Makoto to see his expression as the woman ushered you over to the lipstick. "Darling, I'm sorry to say that we don't have your color in right now, but feel free to look around!" She cooed before floating over to some other woman.
"Dammit, they don't have my color." You mumbled, looking at the shades of red lipstick as Makoto stood off to the side, his face bright red. "Do you see anything that looks similar to the shade that ended up all over your face?" You asked slyly, watching the male get even more flustered.
"It's partially your fault too!" He sighed, exhausted as you snickered at him. "I think you should try a lighter color, it'll match your skin tone better." You raised an eyebrow at him in curiosity, watching the male flush. "I have a Mom."
"Oh, so the only time we have a normal conversation and you blame it on your Mom." You shake your head, faking an exasperated sigh. "And to think that we could've been civilized people, Makoto, I can't even begin to believe you."
Suddenly he had picked up a lipstick, holding it in front of your mouth, close enough to be applied. You blinked twice before taking it from him, examining the soft baby pink shade. You weren't too keen on it, but you glanced in the mirror that was next to the colorful display of lipstick.
"Wallet." You said to the male, plucking the tube from his hands.
"What?" He asked, confused as you rolled the lipstick down, checking the color.
"Your wallet, I need it to buy this." You tapped him on the nose with the end of the tube, "Observe your surroundings, Makoto."
You watched as the male checked his pockets, starting to get nervous.
"My wallet! My wallet's gone! I had all my yen, oh no…" You held up his wallet, after pulling it out of your boot and sending him a wolfish grin. "How did you…" He trailed off as you pointed to the backpack, which contained his blazer and tie.
You made your way over to the register where a brown haired lady stood, taking the tube and getting you a new one, in a gold box.
"That'll be 1700 yen. (17 dollars)." She said, and you slid Makoto's wallet into your pocket before reaching into your boot to pull out your credit card. You handed it to the lady before she gave you a receipt, checking you out.
"Come on, Makoto." You said to the male, walking by him before tossing the wallet to him. "Luckily the lipstick we bought was cheaper than I thought it'd be. We've got plenty of time to do something else, since going back to school will look like we ditched."
"But we did ditch!" He objected, trailing behind you as you walked to a nearby clothing store, he was eyeing you suspiciously as you walked in.
"Duh, Makoto." You said, holding the door open for the male before looking at the sign to the girl's department. "Okay, my white shirt is practically ruined." You said to him, holding up your arm to show him the dark lipstick stains. "So, you're buying me that too."
"Wait! I just said I'd get the lipstick-"
You shot him a glare before walking past a sock display, him awkwardly following behind, slowing as you reached the woman's lingerie.
"Yeah, you owe me a shirt too." You said to the male, clearly uninterested in his weak objections. "Why would anyone wear this?" You mumbled, touching a lacy bra before showing it to Makoto who turned bright red. "If a girl wore this, wouldn't you think it'd hurt?"
"This isn't the shirt department!" He objected, turning away as you let out a laugh, clearly done messing with the male. "Let's just go to the shirt department." He said, and suddenly he was the one pulling you through the department store as you snickered mischievously
As you looked through the shirts and picked out one you liked, you began to see Makoto loosen up a little, occasionally joking, but still keeping his motherly attitude in check. Yep, he was the Iwatobi boy you had chosen to be your friend.
But only temporarily, until you were released from Pool Helper duty. Then you were going to find Em and her gang, and you would get your place back- And then you'd be bad, just like you had always been.
"Makoto, hurry the hell up, we're going to be late to the Swim Club!" You shouted to the male, jogging as you tossed your finished slushy into a nearby trashcan as the male jogged behind you. "Ugh!" You went over and grabbed his wrist, dragging him along as the two of you ran, him huffing and puffing. "You can swim pretty quickly, but you can't run worth anything." You said as you reached the outside of school.
"Sorry, [Name]." He huffed, leaning over as he put his hands on his knees.
"Nope, [Last Name], tall guy." You instructed, flicking him in the head.
"So you're gonna do that again?" He asked as you walked up the steps, the male trailing behind you like earlier. You shrugged boredly before grabbing your phone out of your boot, playing it boredly as you walked into the pool area.
"Mako-Chan, [Name]-chan, where were you two?" Nagisa asked, jumping in front of you, causing you to send the annoying male a glare.
"I ditched, but you can go ask him where the hell he's been." You said sharply, not lying but not telling him that you had been with Makoto. If he heard that the whole school would know you were nice- And if Em heard that… If she was even around.
"Makoto, where were you?" Gou asked, walking past you and staring at Makoto who looked a little nervous. You shot him a look, warning him not to say anything.
"I had left my backpack at home this morning, and it turns out I had left my blazer- and tie, and I didn't make it school…" You tried to look unamused by his sad explanation, but you were trying not to laugh. Kou and Nagisa looked at him weirdly before Rei walked over to you.
"[Last Name]-san, if you didn't know where Makoto was, than why did the two of you walk in together?" Whoops, caught- Kidding, you'd be fine. Situations like this happened.
"I realized that I needed to go to Swim Club before any of you guys told the principal," You began, dropping your phone into your boot, "And Makoto was in his driveway, mumbling something about missing his tie," You kept a straight face, even though you wanted to laugh. "Then he sees me and asks if I'd seen his tie. Of course I said no, and remind him we have practice. He gets all upset and now we're here." You finished blankly, although you knew you hadn't told the truth.
You watched Rei nod before he walked over to the pool, getting in, soon joined by Nagisa. You watched as Haruka got out of the water, his blue eyes trailing over to Makoto who was walking into the locker room.
Haruka walked over to you, his blue eyes dark and you felt a little intimidated, just as you had been the other day. He leaned over and whispered in your ear,
"Stay here after swim practice."
Holy shit, this was bad. He was gonna kill you. You could just leave. He was a swimmer, you could outrun him, he wasn't that muscly, oh who were you kidding, he was ripped.