Day nine: outfits
"No."
"Whyyyyy?"
"Because I said so."
"Please?"
"No."
"Haruuu, you're no fun," Rin pouted. "Please wear them? At least Mako actually took the time to think about it!"
"If stuttering once he saw what was in the box and leaving to shut himself in the bathroom is 'thinking about it', then wouldn't you think he would have decided by now because that was fifteen minutes ago?"
"He's fine, Haru-"
"He ran into the wall on the way to hide, Rin."
"Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase?"
Haruka sighed, taking the box in question and lifted the clothes in question out. There were two matching outfits, one blue and the other green: a cut-off sailor top with a short skirt, thigh-high socks, and bows for accessories, complete with lacy underwear. No wonder Makoto ran off in a hurry...
"Where the hell did you even find these?"
"Online, duh. I got bored one day and decided I wanted to spice things up in the bedroom, that's all."
Another sigh, and the two heard the bathroom door open and Makoto reappeared, face flushing even deeper seeing Haruka with the clothes in question in his hands, specifically the underwear. He turned around quickly to return back to his hiding place, when Rin stopped him by grabbing his arm and pressing his back against the wall, placing kisses on his neck.
"Pleaaaase, Mako?" Rin pouted, tilting his head to the side. "It could be fun...and I'll owe you two big, I promise!"
Makoto sighed, knowing Rin would just keep asking if he ignored him. "...just this once?"
"You're the best, Mako!" He excitedly went back to the table, taking a hold of Haruka and the box, pushing the two men into the bedroom. "Shout for me when you're done!"
Green eyes traveled to the box of clothes sitting on the bed, blinking upon seeing Haruka writing something down.
"...what are you doing?"
"Documenting that Rin owes us one big favor."
"H-hey...Haru, could you help me out?" Makoto's face didn't change from being bright red, as he held the two green bows.
"Yeah, c'mere..." Haruka was sitting on the bed, just finishing putting on his socks. Makoto sat on the floor and handed the accessories to Haruka, feeling grip his hair to clip them in with ease. "There."
"How do I look?" Makoto nervously asked, standing back up and turning in a circle.
"Really...damn good." He could feel his face start to warm up at the sight of how the tallest looked, skirt just a tad too short on purpose (just like his own). Dammit, Rin...
"You too. He even got our sizes right..." Makoto smiled, eyes trailing up the smaller man's body, admiring how lovely Haruka actually looked in the outfit. "Are you sure you still want to do...this?"
The blue eyed man just shrugged. "If it gets him to shut up about it and we never have to see or wear these things again, then I guess it's okay..."
Makoto took a seat next to Haruka on the bed, shouting for Rin that they were done and heard heavy, approaching footsteps and Rin quickly swung open the door, a grin on his face.
"Oh hell yes." he breathed, crawling between Makoto and Haruka, hands running up long cloth-covered legs and stopping at their thighs where he reached the skin. "Time for some damn good fun."
Hours later, Rin sat up against the large bed's headboard, damp strands of hair stuck to his face, breathing heavily. The room was quiet and reeked of sex, and Rin glanced at his discheveled, messily-clothed and exhausted lovers. Makoto was sleeping peacefully in his lap and Haruka was hanging off the foot of the bed, snoring softly.
Well that was one damn good experience, that's for sure, Rin thought, fingers lazily making patterns on Makoto's sweat-soaked shirt, amazed that the two didn't even try to take them off once during or even after.
He had picked up his abandoned phone on his bedside dresser, admiring the dozens of pictures he took (much to his boyfriends' requests of 'please don't'). Finding a favorite of them in a compromising position, he composed a new message, with the recipients being both Haruka and Makoto and attached the picture.
Told you it'd be fun~
"Guys, no, I really don't want to do this-"
"Too late," Haruka said, pushing Rin out of the locker room while Makoto made sure to take pictures with his phone.
Haruka and Makoto joined their favors that Rin owed them, in return for one thing...that Rin would wear a one-piece swimsuit, specifically for women, that looked like it had a shark mouth on the side of it, exposing his skin. Immediately his teammates and captains' eyes were on the flustered redhead, too embarrassed to move an inch.
"Go on, you promised!" Makoto said, continuing to take pictures as Haruka nudged him towards the water.
Grumbling, he stomped over to start his warm ups on the pool sidelines, everyone too afraid to say anything about what was happening (knowing Rin's temper) and weren't planning on asking any time soon.
Thinking back on to what happened a mere week ago while stretching his legs out, and that he secretly took the costumes to the cleaners and hid them in the back of the closet without them knowing, he smiled.
Totally worth it.
Author's note: yeah okay not gonna lie I couldn't write that scene even if I tried (and I did try, and that says something because I had a general idea but couldn't actually get it all down and make it sound passable). Basically: clothes still on (minus Rin), and lots and lots of lovin's. Yeah.
And I wish I could really link the visuals, but even with making shortcuts for the links, it's being impossible to deal with, but at least Rin's swimsuit can be found pretty easily if you search it!