Pooling - Iwaoi
Present for @lumiellle for the @iwaoinsfwexchange !! I tried to go with two of your prompts.
Hope you like it~ It might have a second part (you deserve it for the LONG LONG wait).
Hajime has trouble figuring out how they’ve ended in the pool.
He gets why he is in it. Really, he sort of deserves it, albeit it’s still annoying as hell. With a shake of his head, the clears the wet locks of hair away from his eyes. The shirt and pants are glued to his skin, the dressing shoes stones on his feet. Hajime kicks with arms and legs, trying to keep his head out of the water.
Where Tooru stands. Staring at him. First in silent shock, hands in the air as if he can’t quite believe what he has just done. And then…
It stings, a little knife going through Hajime’s ribs. The sound of his laugh echoes on the water, fall in, dip into Hajime’s cells and shake them. Tooru bends over, so hard is he laughing, and Hajime scowls, and his heart beats a happy song.
“Iwa–chan… Iwa–chan, I’m so sorry– I honestly wasn’t planning on doing that.”
“You deserved it, though.”
Hajime wants to show him his middle finger, but he’s too occupied swimming to the border to do it. Also, he did deserve it, and deep down he’s thankful Tooru has cut his bullshit before it got out of hand.