Kisumi watches Haru carefully when he comes into the shop, laden with cakes to make up for their absence over the weekend, and is surprised to see Rin following close behind, hand slipped into Haru's back pocket and another box under his arm. Haru looks relaxed, and he's pleased to note the Rin is the one with the slight hitch in his step. Makoto has earphones in, having almost regretfully told Kisumi he needed to get some work done this afternoon.
Haru sets his boxes on the counter, accepts Kisumi's silent, appreciative kiss on the cheek with barely a grumble, and then pokes his friend in the shoulder.
He turns to them, smiling, smiling even more when he sees just how happy Haru looks with Rin's arms sliding around him. He's not really known a gay couple before, but he's done the exact same thing with girlfriends a thousand times, just for that same expression on their face. They're justadorable together.
"Hey," Makoto greets, and Haru's eyes slide over to Rin, who's already shooting a look back at his boyfriend of just pure exasperated endearment.
"Thanks," Rin mumbles, finally looking away from Haru and down to Makoto. "For looking after this guy for me. I'm… sorry about all that," he slides his chin onto Haru's shoulder, hugging him awkwardly, but there's something just a little bit off.
"Don't mention it," Makoto tries to sound comforting, and glances at Kisumi for some kind of back up.
He's looking at Haru, and Haru's looking back, watching each other so carefully, and now Rin's awkward mood suddenly makes sense.
Those two are just so close.
"I'm gonna go and have a nap before work… so I'll see you all later," Rin's bumbling his excuses. "I love you."
Haru turns and accepts his tender kiss, and Rin looks satisfied with the open display of affection, even looking smug. He leaves with a wave and Haru disappears to the counter for a moment, but returns with a blueberry muffin, sliding it across the table towards Makoto.
"Here."
"Thanks, Haru."
It's a thanks and an apology all in one, and Makoto reaches out to rub his shoulder. He looks so bothered by something now that Rin's gone.
They both angle themselves towards the counter, arms brushing just a little, but the contact is warm and pleasant, the kind that just makes you feel not alone, and Makoto wants to get closer, even. Haru's just such a quiet air of confidence, and it's weirdly comforting to Makoto.
"I'm taking my class swimming on Wednesday," he says quietly. "Will you be on duty?" Haru's lifeguarding hours are so spontaneous, he's only seen him working a handful of times.
"We'll see."
Makoto gets the feeling Haru will be on duty, even if he's not already signed up for it. Just the way his eyes sparkle a bit and he smiles. He can't wait to see him swim again.
And maybe there's a part of him that can't wait to see him in that bright red legskin and skin tight yellow tank he wears for his life guarding uniform. He feels his ears glow.
He and Haru stick around to help out at closing, lifting chairs onto the tables to Kisumi can whip around with the mop. He's currently teaching young Ai how to clean the coffee maker, and they're watching with fond amusement. He's not the best teacher. Haru sighs in their direction, a noise that Makoto reads as nothing but exasperated endearment, and there's an oddly wistful look too Haru as he heads over to them.
"Move," he tells Kisumi, who moves about an inch, leaving Haru to squeeze in between them, sliding right up against Kisumi so he's not too close to Ai.
Makoto can see Kisumi's hands creeping around to hold Haru's waist while he does a much better demonstration for Ai, ignoring Kisumi entirely.
"I'll finish up in here if you start the dishes, Ai?" Kisumi suggests, and Makoto can see the teen's wide eyed look as Kisumi still hasn't let go of Haru. With him gone, Kisumi gets even closer, and Makoto can barely hear his whispers. "Are you alright? You've not spoken to me about… all thatyet."
Haru just nods.
"What did he say?" Kisumi turns him around a bit, sliding his arms even tighter around him, rubbing his thumbs in the small of his back, and Haru looks pained.
"I'll tell you later," he mumbles, and turns his head to the side to lean on Kisumi's chest, looking over at Makoto.
Kisumi's looking his way too, head tilted on top of Haru's as they share a silent hug. He mouths something into his hair. It looks a lot like an 'I love you'.
"Do you have plans this weekend?" he asks, breaking the silence and making Haru pull away from Kisumi's hug.
He shrugs. "I think Rin is working…" and then goes silent, suddenly upset and uncomfortable again.
"Are you ok? You've been so quiet today… is everything better with him?"
"I'm always quiet," Haru just grunts, and Makoto nudges his shoulder for his cheek. "Sorry…"
"Don't be sorry…"
"I just don't want you to worry…"
Makoto frowns. "Is there something I should worry about?"
Haru shakes his head and turns away, looking back to Kisumi, who's smiling softly. He's hardly moved since Haru came back over, watching them.
Haru's lips twitch in a smile when Makoto squeezes his shoulder, accepting his quiet response so much better than Rin ever does. He never gets angry like Rin does when he can't express his feelings properly, and he appreciates that. Even Kisumi can become overbearing.
Makoto gets back to his original intention. "We should go out… I want to take a run to the pet shop if you want to come? Get some new buddies for my aquarium."
Kisumi's the first one to answer. "You are sooooo going to regret that!"
Haru shoots him a stare. "I'd love to come."
"Totally telling Rin on you," Kisumi teases, hugging Haru from behind again, and even though Haru knows he's teasing because of his… uh… certain habit when it comes to tanks of water, he just wants him to shut up.
He's torn between just letting Kisumi treat it like any casual day out or just hiding it, and even though he hates it, lying is feeling like the safer option right now.
Makoto raises his eyebrow. Just look at them. They're hugging again like it's the most natural thing tin the world.
"Have you ever wondered why he's always wearing his swimsuit?" Kisumi asks, and snaps at Haru's waist band with such confidence.
"I'm leaving," Haru grunts, and Kisumi lets him slide out of his grip, but it's Makoto who grabs his wrist.
"Don't be like that," he tries to sooth, worried again, because something's just changed in Haru and he doesn't understand. Even Kisumi stops giggling to hook him back into another hug.
"Calm down, I'm teasing… Makoto can learn what an ass you are the hard way," Makoto can't hear what he whispers, and turns away to let them have whatever privacy they may need. He doesn't like it. There's something definitely weird between the two of them, and he wouldn't be surprised if Rin really wasn't over worrying about it like Haru had said.
"What's wrong, Haru. Tell me," Kisumi demands, so quiet as he tries to sway them in a soothing motion, hand curling into his hair to stroke.
Haru sighs into him, just taking a second of comfort before he gets on his toes to whisper in his ear.
"Rin thinks I'm cheating… with Makoto…"