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Sousuke was walking through the hallway when the front door opened.
“Oh,” he said, stopping to throw a glance toward the door, “I see your run went well.”
Rin was standing in the open doorway, hand braced against the doorframe as water dripped heavily from his clothes and onto the floor. His hair was saturated, dragging down his face with the corners of his mouth.
Don’t bring tomorrow, because I already know I’ll lose you
-“Tomorrow” by Daughter
Sousuke lets Rin climb into bed with him, lets him lift his left hand, because Rin is too afraid to even touch his right at this point. Sousuke’s right arm doesn’t hurt. Not that way.
He doesn’t say anything, not the teasing comment at the tip of his tongue, he can’t, not with the telltale way Rin’s hands are trembling.
Sousuke never liked seeing Rin cry.
Australia is so far away from Japan. And compared to before, the distance yawns like a chasm between them, now when Sousuke’s dream is crippled and left behind. When he no longer has the ability to stand with Rin, proud and head held high, hand in hand on the international stage.
It was his dream, but it was Rin’s first, and Sousuke may not be happy, but he is content, alight with a fierce quiet joy that Rin’s dream is coming true.
There’s a whole world ahead from Rin, and Sousuke is but a small part of it. With graduation ahead of them, and Rin’s swimming career, just beginning but so bright already, scouts clamouring for just a taste of the glory Rin holds inside of him, incandescent like a small sun. Seeing what Sousuke first saw in the petite boy with the too sharp grin and a heart big enough to encompass the world.
Even if it meant that Sousuke will be left behind. It was alright.
It wasn’t the first time anyways.
Rin’s lips are dry where he brushes them across Sousuke’s palm, but there is a dampness seeping into Sousuke’s sleeve, and he can’t help the way a fond smile curves across his mouth. Rin is silly that way, carrying Sousuke’s injury like his own personal burden, blaming himself without a doubt, but Sousuke doesn’t want that.
Sousuke doesn’t mind that it’s not him grinning at Rin when Rin wins the Olympics. HIs anger, a well worn blanket since he discovered his injury, has been discarded in the face of Rin’s honest emotions. It never stood a chance. And all he feels is a certain wistfulness that it’s not him, that he’s left to a life of mediocrity when Rin is blazing, will blaze a dazzling trail that burns itself into everyone’s eyes, but he did fulfil part of his dream and that’s all that matters.
Sousuke honestly doesn’t mind.
If only it didn’t bring Rin such sadness. The thing was, Rin has always been selfish, and Sousuke would have done anything to indulge him, but this was a wish that Sousuke is unable to fulfil, even if he wanted to, more than anything else in the world.
Tomorrow, and the tomorrows after will bring a goodbye. The first of many, and Rin will once again be thrusted into a future that Sousuke did his best to enter, but a closed door is a closed door and all Sousuke can be is the silent support, the friend left behind in the hometown, the one wishing Rin the best, nothing more than a finished chapter in Rin’s story.
This bittersweet loss is inevitable, something that Sousuke has braced himself for since the news. Sousuke knows. Rin too, knows this. Tomorrow will change nothing, and will change everything.
But for now, all Sousuke does is borrow Rin’s heat and lean his face, ever so slightly into Rin’s hair, inhaling their shared shampoo. He bears the weight of Rin’s trembling shoulders, and doesn’t yield.
Tomorrow.
AHHHHH omg this is gorgeous, your writing is so nice!!!!!! and this definitely makes the damage 100000000x worse in a good way :‘DD we are both masochists arent we i sincetely hope the best for sousuke i really want him and rin to be happy TT_TT thank you very much for this beautiful piece!!
Title: An Extra Shot
Day/Prompt: Day 7/Coffee Shop
Rating: T
Summary: Kisumi plays matchmaker to his assistant manager and a very handsome espresso machine technician.
Title: The Happiest Place
Day/Prompt: Day 4/Double/Group Date
Rating: G
Summary: Sousuke heads with Rin to his favorite theme park to meet up with Makoto and Haru for one of their monthly double dates. But this time, the other two have a big announcement.
Sousuke’s mom makes Rin a potion to find his soul mate.
[A03]
Sousuke pointed to the ruby red vial as Rin leaned against his shoulder trying to get a better view of Mrs. Yamazaki’s potions shelf. Rin’s eyes widened. The vial seemed to sparkle, barely bigger than Mrs. Yamazaki’s index finger and yet even Rin could sense the magic in it.
“It’s supposedly for helping someone find their soulmate,” Sousuke said, shrugging. “You drink it and for a few days it makes you and your soulmate have a kind of magnetic pull so you can find each other.”
“That’s so romantic,” Rin whispered.
He elbowed Sousuke when he wrinkled his nose in distaste. Sousuke shifted away from Rin, peeking into his mother’s cauldron. It was still a bit messy from her last potion. But his mother had always hated cleaning the thing anyway. Rin kept staring at the vial, twisting his hands into the fabric of his shorts.
“Aren’t you curious at all? Your soulmate could be anywhere. Right in Sano or halfway across the world,” Rin said. “What if they marry someone who’s not you?”
Sousuke shrugged again; “Then I’d either be alone or find someone else to spend my life with.”
He shot Rin a funny look but said nothing. Rin scoffed, shoving his hands into his pockets indignantly. Sousuke was about as romantic as a rock – but then Rin might argue even the rock had more romance in it than Sousuke did.
“You’re no fun. I’d love to know who I’m destined to be with,” Rin said. “Is it a hard potion to make?”
“Not at all!” Mrs. Yamazaki chirped, sweeping into the room. Makoto and Haru were perched on either of her shoulders as she dropped her bag to the floor, and reached out to ruffle both Rin and Sousuke’s hair.
Author: @silverandsapphire
Words: 1,415 Rating: G
Summary: Rin finds a surprising article. Inspired by a real article: HERE.
The coffee was hot against his tongue, but not scalding. Rin huffed out a breath against the tingle it created in his mouth and set the mug back down on the kitchen table to flip the page of the newspaper. It was technically summer time in Australia but in the wee hours of the morning before the heat of the day kicked in, Rin could pretend he was back in Japan. He could almost imagine the frost against the window panes and the chill in the air. As easily as he assimilated back into the Western culture, it didn’t stop him from missing home.
Title: Private Dance
Day/Prompt: Day 3/Stripping
Rating: M
Summary: Rin takes Haru to a strip club for his bachelor party, but he ends up on the receiving end of a tall, muscular brunet’s lap dance.
Happy sourinweek!
sourinweek: day 2: aiko desho: when we were kids
“Remember when we were kids?”
The room had been silent for nearly an hour that the question startled a tiny part of Rin’s heart back into an alert pulse.
A soft scoff escaped his lips. “You’re gonna have to be more specific than that,” he said, a strand of his hair falling over his eye as he adjusted himself on the pillow to face Sousuke. Like always, he was sitting on the chair beside him.
Sousuke leaned over the bed to take Rin’s hand in his. He stroked the familiar crevices of it, the ones that dipped into the knuckles and created partings for his fingers. They were worn and spotted, and thinner than they were as young adults - more rigid and bony, but even as they changed, Sousuke knew he’d forever know the feel of Rin’s hands intertwined with his.
“When we used to go out into the docks,” Sousuke explained, “and help your father load his boat with all the fishing tackle.” He watched as a knowing gleam in Rin’s eyes surfaced. It meant that he was recalling memories.
The smell of fish always got stuck to their rain jackets, and the net was always too heavy for only one of them to carry. At the beginning, both had been too stubborn to let one help the other out, which led to them stumbling over the meshes of nylon, causing grazed knees and sore backs. Rin’s father would just watch the whole thing transpire. Then, one day, Mr. Matsuoka took his son’s arms. He placed them under the tangled ball of fishing net Sousuke was trying hard to maintain balanced on his own.
You two are better off together, the fisherman said.
“Sometimes,” Sousuke began again, “when he deemed us extra good, your father would allow us to go out to sea with him. You asked, one time, why we threw the small fish back into the ocean. Such a waste, you said.” Sousuke glanced at Rin to check to see if he was still listening and hadn’t dozed off again. He was met with an easy smile.
Rin tipped his head ever so slightly, signaling Sousuke to go on.
“Your father answered that it was because the small ones were still growing, exploring, learning what they could from the ocean. And the big ones, the adults, had had their time.” Sousuke chuckled. “Then, your face did that thing when your eyebrows would scrunch up and your lips would start to quiver . . .” He closed his eyes as he recalled that moment from so long ago, yet somehow still so fresh in his mind. He could almost feel the mists of the ocean on his skin.
“Where are you getting at, Sou?” The other’s voice was close to a whisper.
“You cried, remember?”
If it had been a year ago, Rin would have lifted his arm to punch Sousuke on his shoulder. All he could offer now was an incredulous look.
“And sobbed for the rest of the day, repeating over and over again how unfair it was. The adults could still explore the ocean too - look how big the blue water is! You -” Sousuke’s voice hitched, a stinging in his eyes daring him to continue.
“Sousuke?”
Sousuke shook his head, not taking the dare. Instead, he stroked back the silver bangs of Rin’s hair.
Rin smiled again, which made the wrinkles around his eyes more prominent. It was a feature of his that Sousuke came to know and love. He loved every part of him. His crimson eyes, his ridiculous teeth, the crack in his voice when he cried, the way he could emerge himself in something he was passionate about without doubt. Without reason to give up.
“It’s not fair,” Sousuke finally croaked. “Not fair.”
He buried his head in between Rin’s arm and side, repeating the two words he knew were futile pleads.
A hand placed itself on Sousuke’s hair.
“Remember when we were kids?”
Sousuke fell silent, waiting for Rin to continue.
“When we’d run around and pretend the whole world was ours to take? And remember when we were teenagers and pretended that we couldn’t feel any sort of attraction to each other? And remember when we entered different colleges, how we were hundreds of miles apart, but still together? Remember when once we figured ourselves out, we made a promise?”
Rin’s fingers found Sousuke’s chin, and lifted it so that their gazes met. This time, it was him who took Sousuke’s hand. Their golden bands touched as their hands found home in each other’s. Their promise.
“I’ve had a lot of good memories, Sou.” For the millionth time, Rin tried to memorize every shade of color in Sousuke’s eyes. Hues of greens and blues swam in frenzy.
“I’ve already explored the blue water.
With you.”
Author: @silverandsapphire
Words: 764 Rating: G
Summary: Sousuke stretches his swimming muscles after a lengthy recovery period with Rin’s support.
“This feels different.” The words were out of Sousuke’s mouth almost before he could stop them and he immediately bit on his bottom lip. It wasn’t that he felt he needed to watch what he said with Rin. He knew he could be completely honest with his lifelong best friend, especially with his deepest darkest secret having already been shared (for which he felt beyond blessed that his feelings were returned). However, he was aware that the moment a sentiment or thought was shared, Rin would certainly want to talk about it.
Sourin, sousuke can't wait till they get to their dorm room, Rin gets a lil mad but eventually gets super turned on (locker room sex) yes plz nsfw
Smut for you my anon ;)) Sorry it took me a whole month to get back to you! I’ve realized that the only way I can write smut now is if I do it at 2 in the morning haha. I hope this was worth the wait?
Two weeks.
Naked collarbones, slick chest, god-like abdomens.
And five days.
So, I’ve been working on a MakoHaru, SouRin, and SeiGou fic. I almost did not want to publish this bc every time I went to edit it, I just wanted to scrap the whole thing. But here is chapter 1 if anyone is interested ^^
Rating: not yet rated bc I’m not really sure how graphic I want to make this yet
Summary: Receiving the flight ticket to Australia was a dream come true; it was only going to be the beginning of Matsuoka Rin’s rise in his swimming career. For his sister Gou, it was an escape she’d been recently needing. As for Nanase Haruka, well, he wasn't sure what he was hoping to gain from boarding the plane. However, the three, along with other passengers, find themselves lost on a mysterious island after the crash of their flight. They soon discover that the island has its secrets. Escape meant solving them. Survival meant trusting strangers. Falling in love? That has dangers of its own.
basically a lost!au
This was fun and cute to write! If you haven’t seen @craziiwolf’s art of this concept yet, go look at it before you read this. This story is based on her art.
Enjoy!
Hinata
In the hours before dawn, during the dwindling moments of silver moon light and the blood red rays of the sun that begin to mix with the remains of the night, Hinata liked to run the overgrown hiking trail that the humans used to use when he was a child. It was rough and overgrown and not suitable for any humans to be walking it now. Luckily, Hinata wasn’t quite human. Hinata would allow himself to take a bit of a jogging head start on two legs before falling onto his curved hands as he gained speed. He would swerve in between trees and roots that had winded their way onto the path with ease. Small branches would whip his face lightly as he passed by and the worn stone under his paws would bring comfort to his ears with their rhythmic thuds.
Hinata would count them.
OMG I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I’M TEARING UP
“Haru, I have something to say.” “Mm?” Haru barely responded, continuing to chop vegetables on the kitchen counter without turning around to face Makoto. “Ah, it’s kind of important.” That seemed to get his friend’s attention as the sound of the knife stopped, and Haru turned to gaze at him with ocean blue eyes. Makoto swallowed, the pressure suddenly building within him. “Haru, I’m gay.” “Okay.” Haru said simply, giving a quick nod and returned to his chopping. Makoto stared at his back with a stunned expression. “ Haruuu~!” He wailed unsure what else to say. “What?” He sighed, “it’s not a big deal.” “It is to me…” Makoto mumbled, trying not to pout as he knew Haru couldn’t see him anyway. With that Haru sighed again and wiped his hands on his apron. “Makoto,” he said both gently and firm, crouching down opposite his friend at an almost unnaturally close proximity, “I thought we are past needing to declare things like that, we already know each other’s feelings without words.” Before Makoto had a chance to ask what he meant, Haru moved himself closer to capture his lips in a short, sweet kiss. It was over almost as soon as it started, Haru standing back up and retuning to preparing their dinner. Makoto placed his thumb over his mouth, tracing where Haru kissed him with a smile.
It’s been eons and it took eons to write this when it should have only taken an evening but HOOOOOO that porn scene is longer than Sousuke’s dick.
Title: First Rating: Explicit Main Characters: Rin Matsuoka and Sousuke Yamazaki Pairing: SouRin Summary: For Sousuke, Rin will always be his first.
Check it out on AO3 here!
SouRin Prompt: Sousuke coming home to Rin after a long day. Your call on nsfw or sfw. Either would be okay.
Thank you for the request and sorry it took me so long to get back to you!
A loud sigh escaped Sousuke as he dropped his keys on the counter. It was nights like these that he tried his best to keep rare. His head ached from all the rescheduling and number crunching, and not to mention, his back and legs were sore from having to sit behind his desk and talk to clients all day. With the Winter nationals coming up, it couldn’t be avoided. At least, he was able to get Rin’s calendar and documents settled first.
The lights in the bedroom were open, revealing the tactics that Rin used to try and keep himself awake: a book upside-down and half-opened, an empty coffee mug on the bedside table, and half a glass of milk. A smile formed on Sousuke’s face. It was funny. Tiring nights like these, he hated, but coming home from them left an inexplicably light feeling in his chest.
Sousuke stripped down to his boxers and joined his partner under the covers. Rin would kill him if he knew he went to bed without showering first.
“But you won’t find out ‘till morning, huh?”
Rin’s mouth was slightly open with drool trickling from the corner and onto the pillow he was hugging. Sousuke wiped the moisture off with his finger. His hand lingered around Rin’s cheek, and he allowed himself to stroke his pale skin. He was sure if Rin was awake, they would be bright red. It wasn’t often Sousuke was able to get Rin so close to him without one of their heartbeats racing. Tonight, Sousuke’s fingers were steady, and Rin’s body under the covers pulsed a constant rhythm.
Groggy, auburn eyes found Sousuke.
“Sorry, did I wake you?”
Rin lifted his head a little to wipe the rest of the saliva Sousuke had missed. He knitted his eyebrows. “Your hand’s cold,” he mumbled.
Sousuke’s smile grew wider. “Can I have my pillow back?”
“No.” Rin tugged at the pillow in his arms tighter. “You don’t get one as punishment for coming home -” Rin glanced behind him at the alarm clock. “At three in the morning.”
The space between them shortened as Sousuke leaned in closer. “Is there something I could do to make it up to you?” His husky voice came out chopped and tired, but still affectionate.
“Get rid of the pillow,” he whispered into Sousuke’s ear.
Sousuke slid the pillow from the other’s arms, bringing Rin into his own so that his arm now served as a cushion.
“I’m sorry I’m late.”
From under his chin, Sousuke felt Rin shake his head.
“I don’t mind - as long as you come home to me at the end,” Rin admitted. A warmth spread throughout his body. Rin wasn’t sure if it was from the confession or from having another body intertwined with his.
A chuckle reverberated in his ear. He loved hearing his laugh, he thought.
“Whatever.” Rin dug his head further in the crevices between them. The agency building had a few private bedrooms for athletes who needed to stay over. Sousuke could fall asleep anywhere, and he had the keys to those rooms, and Rin knew how exhausted he must be, yet he still made the hour travel home.
“Go to sleep,” he ordered him.
“Yes, sir.”
“And when you wake up . . .”
“Yeah?”
“Make me breakfast.”
Another laugh. “Of course.”
hey so my weird fic is up and you can read it on my ao3 or here if ur interested
[warning minor spoilers!]
I am in love with this fic with all my heart. You just made me an even bigger MH shipper than I already am. This was really well written and I got so sucked in the story that I felt awkward when Haru felt awkward, and laughed out loud when Haru did during the car ride and the chocolates fell on him, and I was slowly falling in love w/makoto like Haru was. The characters were depicted so well, and the dialogue between each of them were perfect. Also, I love that you were able to incorporate so many characters in a one-shot without making it overwhelming. DAMN THIS IS SO GOOD.
oh, and bonus b/c popular college makoto and artist haru is my fave makoharu AU. And omg acting student Rin - perfect (all dat drama). kisumi always the makoharu cockblock.
