The next week flew by in a blur of work, Makoto had successfully distracted himself from thinking about Haru. Although part of him wanted to go and see Haru, the other part of him wasn't quite ready to forgive yet. Makoto sighed staring at the paper work he was supposed to be organising. Maybe a coffee would help him get through this, as these thoughts filled his head Kisumi popped up beside him
"Coffee?"
Makoto smiled "you read my mind"
Things with Kisumi had stayed the same, Makoto figured he had just been over thinking the whole thing. Letting the chief know they were going on coffee run, which resulting in everyone ordering something. With a list in hand they made their way to a nearby café, chatting idly about the week's happenings. As they reached the café Makoto cursed under his breath, somehow they had ended up at the café Haru worked at and not the usual one they would get coffee from.
"uh, I think we missed the café we usually get coffee's from" Makoto said turning to walk back to their usual coffee spot.
Kisumi grabbed his arm "This one will do"
Makoto reluctantly followed Kisumi in "Iwasaki-san is very picking about his coffee"
"I'm sure he won't even notice the difference"
There was no fighting with Kisumi, all they had to do was get their coffee's and get out before he saw Haru. Makoto readied the list as they made their way to the counter placing his usual smile on his face. They reached the cashier and his smile fell, standing right in front of him was Haru. Well so much for his in and out quick plan.
"Haru! I didn't know you worked here" Kisumi chimed in leaning across the counter "It's been so long, still swimming?"
Haru just stared at Kisumi "What do you want"
Kisumi laughed "As cold as ever" grabbing the list of Makoto he handed it to Haru "You should come out and have drinks with me and Makoto one day"
Makoto wanted to melt away into the floor, did Kisumi not understand any of what had happened between them. Makoto edged away from the counter, hoping no one noticed him trying to escape.
"Makoto tell Haru he has to come drinking with us" Kisumi pouted
Oh how he wished the floor would swallow him right now, Makoto opened his mouth to reply but was cut short as the door opened and Rin and Souske walk in. This just gets better and better, Makoto thought to himself.
"It's like a reunion in here" Rin remarked
Haru was staring daggers at Rin "What do you want"
Rin put a hand to his heart "So hurtful Haru"
"How did you find out I work here?" Haru asked
Makoto looked betweent he two, they had always had always had times where they didn't get on, but they had always worked it out. The way Haru spoke to Rin was different somehow. Each word came out drenched in resentment. What had happened to them? Makoto shook his head, it wasn't his worry anymore.
Rin tapped his uniform "Police officer, I have my ways"
Kisumi grabbed their finished order and stood next to Makoto "should we leave? This seems kind of private"
Makoto just nodded happy he could escape, he started to make his way to door "Makoto wait" came Haru's voice making him freeze.
Haru walked over placing a piece of paper into the cup holder "we need to talk, please call me"
Makoto looked at the piece of paper trying to normalise his breathing "come on Makoto we need to get back to the station" Makoto nodded and followed Kisumi
"Come on Haru we used to be lovers, how did we end up like this" Rin words floated out the door with them. Etching themselves in Makoto's brain, they were lovers? The rest of the day went in a blur, Makoto couldn't concentrate on anything, Rins words still echoing in his head.
Once at home Makoto sat with the piece of paper with Haru's number sitting in front of him on the table. His phone in one hand he put the number in his phone, his thumb hovered above the call button. Should he call? He wondered, did he want take that leap back into his past? Sighing Makoto opted for just texting.
Haru, it's Makoto
it's late so I didn't want to call in case you were sleeping
what did you want to talk about?
Makoto hit send then instantly regretted it, he was sure that message sounded stupid. All most instantly came a reply.
Let's meet up and talk
When are you free?
Makoto snorted, he couldn't help flashing back to their school days when Haru only swam free.
I have a day off tomorrow
or We could meet up for dinner any night
Wait, did he really want to meet up with Haru? Makoto put his head down on the table. Well he could at least' hear what he has to say.
Dinner tomorrow night
I finish at 6:30pm so I'll cook us something
He attached his address, which Makoto reliased wasn't very far from his apartment. How long had they been so close without even knowing? Makoto did want to know why he left but he was sure if he could handle it. We used to be lovers, again Rins words haunted his mind. Makoto had never considered who Haru would be attracted to, is that why he left? He had always assumed Haru would always be by his side, he would have accepted everything about Haru. So why hadn't he just told him, Makoto rubbed his fingers through his hair, soon he will know the truth anyway.
Makoto stared at the clock nervously, it was now 6:25pm. He had spent a good portion of the afternoon just debating what to wear. Eventually he opted for a casual green shirt and tan pants. Running a hand through his hair he tried to manage his emotions. There was no doubt he was still angry at Haru, but it wasn't in his nature to be cruel to anyone. He was going to hear Haru out and then make his choice on where to go next. His phone buzzed in his pocket, it was from Haru.
Finished, heading home now.
Makoto smiled slightly, he was still a man of very few words. Ruka meowed at his feet, Makoto chuckled, he better feed Ruka before he left. He locked up and checked his watch, 6:35pm, it would only take him five minutes to get there. He didn't want to get there to early, but he didn't want to be late either. He walked slowly double checking on his phone he was heading in the right direction. He reached Haru's apartment and stood at the door staring at the doorbell. All he had to do was ring the doorbell, but his arms felt extra heavy, he could feel the butterflies wreaking havoc in his stomach. Taking a deep breath he rang the doorbell.
A/N
So i was going to keep going for longer with this capter but decided to end it there haha sorry
Hope your enjoying my story i know its moving slow, sorry, but i promise it gets better :)
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