[it's a comforting thought for Rin, because Makoto has been -- exceptionally open with him, lately. for a while, it seemed like Rin's own guard would never come down, but Makoto was patient, and now that it is lowered... Makoto seems to be trusting him more. with his fears, and his flaws, and his vulnerabilities. Rin has seen Makoto cry from sadness and happiness, has learned about his jealousy and insecurity, has been witness to Makoto stepping into wild water after confessing fear. Rin supposes, maybe wrongly, that Makoto's already this level of open with Haru; he's Makoto doesn't imply internalising unhappiness, or avoiding the problem. it implies Makoto's honesty, which Rin has fallen deeply for]
[so Rin nods, comforted, his arm finally falling from Haru's shoulders. he reaches in the other direction, picking up the goggles he'd (childishly) pitched to the side before. he sets about untangling them like he wishes he could untangle the three of them, and says]
...Want to swim for a while? We can race, if you want.
[how different, from racing for the right to be Makoto's boyfriend or not. Rin's cheeks hit up a little, remembering the inflammatory, embarrassing statement]
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[so Rin nods, comforted, his arm finally falling from Haru's shoulders. he reaches in the other direction, picking up the goggles he'd (childishly) pitched to the side before. he sets about untangling them like he wishes he could untangle the three of them, and says]
...Want to swim for a while? We can race, if you want.
[how different, from racing for the right to be Makoto's boyfriend or not. Rin's cheeks hit up a little, remembering the inflammatory, embarrassing statement]
Or just swim around -- and get my towel.