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Hands (Makoto x Reader) Free!

You were walking down the school hall, trying to get to your next class as people pushed you around. You groaned, this usually happened to you because of your height. You were smaller than Nagisa, a total of 5'3. Compared to your new friend, Makoto, you were just a bean.

You sighed, thinking of the olive haired giant. You wished that you could just jump on his back and let him carry you to class. That would be so much easier.

You were fairly new to the swim club members. As much as you wanted to join, you couldn't because it was boys only. But that didn't stop you from watching in the side lines. That's when Nagisa literally dragged you over to talk to them, only to push you into the water and get you soaked. Ever since then, you enjoyed the club's company, even though you met fairly badly.

Finally arriving in your class, you quickly trotted over to your desk, and set your bag on top of it. Slumping into your chair, you mentally cried to yourself--school was hard if you were short. You knew Nagisa didn't have the problem you did, he wasn't shy like you were. He literally shoved people and pushed them out of his way at the beginning. Now whenever he came in the hall, people naturally moved out of his way.

"Trouble getting to class again, (Y/n)?" You heard a voice from above you, and you looked up. It was the olive haired boy, Makoto.

"Why weren't you next to me like you are now earlier? It would be so much easier if you just picked me up and carried me to class, Makoto! You're so tall and I hate it!" You whined, tugging at his sleeve. A little red went to his cheeks.

Cute. He thought, and smiled.

"Gomen, (Y/n). Maybe if I see you next time, I'll give you a piggy back ride."

"Yeah, get used to staring at the floor then, Giant." You poked his side as he sat at the desk next to you, knowing he was ticklish and sensitive there.

"O-oi! I said not to call me that!"

"What, giant? But you are."

"N-no I'm not!!!"

"Okay, sure, 'bean sprout'" You teased, looking at the front of the classroom with a smirk on your face.

"(Y/N)!" Makoto whined.

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You didn't know why, but during class, you would stare at Makoto's hands. They were just so freakin big. You looked at your hands, and they were naturally small, like you. You mentally groaned, why was everything about you small, and everything about him so big? You were like complete opposites, you had a sarcastic, teasing humor as well as a little temper, and he had his good and kind nature and rarely got mad at anyone ever. You just didn't get it!

Continuing to stare at his hands, you studied them. They were fairly calloused, but also soft at the same time. No uneven fingernails.

The rest of the day flew by, and suddenly you were back at the pool. The boys were ready in their swimsuits, about to jump in, and that's when you realized. It hit you like a bullet.

They can't be bigger, they just can't.

"Makoto!" You yelled, rushing over to him before he jumped in the pool. He turned around, surprised.

They can't be!

You had caught up with him, and grabbed one of his hands suddenly. You looked at them, and now that you saw them closer...

"(Y-Y/n)?!" Makoto asked, flushed by your sudden actions. Just what were you doing?

Looking at them again before letting him go, it was obvious. It was painfully obvious if you payed attention. Your skin turned white, and trembled. You couldn't accept it.

Little did you know, everyone's eyes slowly turned toward you, noticing Makoto was still not in the pool.

They totally are!!!!

You needed proof. Before you could even think about how perverted and weird you were about to be, you shoved Makoto's hand straight to your left breast.

"(Y-Y-Y/N)?!?" Makoto screeched, his hand still on your boob. Nagisa bursted out into laughter, almost tripping and drowning himself in the pool, Haru's eyes widened as he spit out the pool water, Rei's face heated up almost as bad as Makoto's and he looked away, while Gou gasped loudly and covered her face up in embarrassment.

"They are! They actually are!" You cried, grabbing his other hand and letting go of the other one, and pressed that one up against your opposite breast. You even made him feel around it as you forced him to grope you. Makoto was almost convinced his face was going to melt off- was his vision getting blurry? He couldn't even form words, all he could do is stutter and just stare at what you were making him do in astonishment and disbelief.

You had finally had enough of this. You took his hand away from your boob, and pushed him into the pool. "I refuse to believe this!!" You screamed, staring at the young giant in the water, who quickly brought his head back up to the surface. "I can't believe you! I hate you! I hate you and your hands and your messed up genes! Go to hell, Giant!!" You yelled, pointing an angry finger at him before storming off and leaving the pool area.

Makoto stared at where you left, trudging water and still trying to process everything that happened. Literally, the only thing he could think of, was

What the hell just happened?

The rest of the team's stares went from where you left, to Makoto, who was still dazed off. Nagisa never stopped laughing. If anything, he laughed even harder once you yelled at his olive haired friend.

Slowly, he turned over to his friends, still speechless. The only thing that left his dry lips, was

"Why?"

Honestly, no one actually knew, not even Gou, but Nagisa had figured it out after a while.

"M-makoto, you really d-don't know?!" He giggled, holding his stomach and trying to regulate his breathing.

"No, I don't! Tell me!" Makoto whined, getting closer to the blonde.

"O-okay, but get ready, okay?" He warned. "(Y/N) was mad at you because--because-- oh god!" Nagisa couldn't control it, it was all too hilarious. He started laughing like a maniac again, enough that his lungs hurt.

"Nagisa!!" Makoto yelled, making him stop a little.

"Okay, okay, I think I'm good. We're good, we're good, I'm O.K!" The breast-stroker announced, holding his hands out infront of him in reassurance. He looked at Makoto and grinned.

"The reason (Y/N) got so mad, is because she realized that your hands are so big, right?" He started. Makoto silently nodded, still not knowing what was going on as he looked at his hands. "She got mad because your hands are literally bigger than her breasts!"

Makoto's cheeks heated up again, his eyes widening. Embarrassed, he shoved his body underwater, holding his face. Makoto twitched in memory and quickly let go of his face. Staring at his hands again, he shoved them under water. I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse...