RinHaru Drabble Collection

10. Love

"Haru! Get your ass out of your bathtub now!"

The screaming ginger barged into said teens bathroom.

The black haired, blue eyed boy looked at him lazily.

"Whatever your problem is, I assure you, there's no need to scream."

"You ass! Where's my jacket at?!"

"I told you, I had Makoto wash it."

"Why did you even need it in the first place?! And your excuse better be damn good!"

The shark screamed, and pointed, and over all threw a tantrum.

"It was cold. And yours is better than mine."

"Invalid reason! You just wait, Haru! I'm getting my revenge."

He smirked, his sharp teeth poking out dangerously.

"I'm not scared of you, Rin."

He smirked even more. He already had a plan.

"You may not be scared of me, but your body reacts to me in ways I can use to my advantage. Face it, Haru. I've already won."

He came closer to the tub, sat on the edge, and stared at the indifferent teen in front of him.

"I'm going to fuck you, Haru."

Neither teens expression changed. Neither of them moved.

"No, you're not."

"What?!"

"We're not having sex."

"But it's your punishment! I'll tease you until you beg me to let you cum and then I make you relieve yourself!"

Haru scoffed.

"There's no way in hell that's happening."

Rin visibly deflated a bit.

"But why? It's only fair... You never let me do things like that!"

"Rin, shut up."

"No! I want to touch my Haru..."

There was a pull, a splash, then a soft, wet pair of lips on his. Before he could realize what was happening, Haru kissed him.

Is still kissing him, to be exact.

Haru pulled away softly, looking at a confused Rin.

"Take your shirt off. And your pants."

"Trying to get me naked now, Haru?"

"No. It's uncomfortable for both of us if you have wet jeans on."

The red haired teen stood up and took his pants and shirt off, leaving him in his swimsuit. He sat back down in the water and kissed Haru again.

Heated touches were given, sensual kisses were shared, and seductive words were whispered.
And the through the throws of passion, three little words were said. It was said over and over again, whispering it, muttering it, screaming it even.

For the time being, they were aloud to indulge in each other and not worry about jackets or anything else troubling them.

Their absence in each other lives they had then had caused their hearts to grow fonder, and the presence they have now caused them to grow stronger.