[ -- is something he never expected, because he's never had the ability to see Haru's heart outside of their shared dreams of swimming and winning and water. he's never been able to understand the source of Haru's daily irritation, and sort it out from actual anger or typical ire at being pushed out of his comfort zone]
[he's never been able to think of himself as someone who people have feelings for, which is the very depressing, very real reason he thought, at first, Makoto's confession was just an uncharacteristically tasteless joke]
What feelings?
[he'd looked back instantly, and his face gives him away more than the breathless, worthless question does; he knows exactly what kind of feelings Haru has had, because he'd had them once, too. it's a stunned, red-rimmed, slightly fearful kind of look, because this is completely uncharted waters for them (or at least, uncharted together)]
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[ -- is something he never expected, because he's never had the ability to see Haru's heart outside of their shared dreams of swimming and winning and water. he's never been able to understand the source of Haru's daily irritation, and sort it out from actual anger or typical ire at being pushed out of his comfort zone]
[he's never been able to think of himself as someone who people have feelings for, which is the very depressing, very real reason he thought, at first, Makoto's confession was just an uncharacteristically tasteless joke]
What feelings?
[he'd looked back instantly, and his face gives him away more than the breathless, worthless question does; he knows exactly what kind of feelings Haru has had, because he'd had them once, too. it's a stunned, red-rimmed, slightly fearful kind of look, because this is completely uncharted waters for them (or at least, uncharted together)]