One-shot [English]

[2gether - SarawatTine] - The pool

Sitting in the water, Sarawat had his arms and head resting on the edge of the pool. He breathed in the slightly cool night air, trying to put a certain person out of his mind. Because if he had to think about where his boyfriend was and who he was with, he'd go get him by the skin of his teeth, lock him in the room, and then show him who....

He took another breath. The concept was not to think about it. He closed his eyes, and decided to concentrate on the sensations in his body.

He wiggled his toes, feeling the cold water seeping between them. He moved his ankles, one of them cracking. He moved his legs, playing with the waves, sometimes letting them float, sometimes plunging them against the steps. He moved his pelvis back slightly to find a better position. He breathed in, feeling the air seep into his lungs. The little hairs on the back of his neck stood up from the cold. On his lips, he could feel warm lips. His nose smelled...

He opened his eyes wide, to see Tine's smiling face moving away from his.

- You're home!

- I told you it wouldn't last long.

Sarawat reached out to grab her boyfriend's face, but he escaped her grasp and tried to run away. The musician did not hear it of this ear. He left the pool quickly, and caught him by the hips, sticking his wet body to the other's uniform.

Of course, he grumbled and struggled, but he kept it to himself.

- Stop! Wat! I'll get wet afterwards.

He pouted, whoever was teasing could clearly see it with his head resting on his shoulder.

- Then you'll have to take them off.

- Pervert.

Tine finally turned between the arms of her boyfriend, and gave him a big smile. He wrapped his hands around the back of her neck as he felt cool hands resting on her hips. He shivered from the cold that seeped under his clothes. Sarawat immediately frowned.

- Are you cold?

The cheerleader nodded. His boyfriend retrieved the towel, and wanted to cover him with it. But his boyfriend stopped him, laughing.

- Wat! You're the one who just got out of the pool, you're the one who has to dry off. You'll get sick otherwise.

The guitarist sighed, but pulled his boyfriend into the warmth of the apartment anyway. Without wasting time, they took some things, and quickly went to the shower. At least, the time they spent washing was quick. The shower itself lasted a little over an hour.

Finally clean, they sat on the sofa, Sarawat with his guitar in hand, while Tine served them drinks.

- How did it go? How did it go?

- Very good.

He had the right to a big smile, which was far from satisfying him. His boyfriend, usually so talkative, was far too silent, and stingy with details. Only the fact of knowing that he had spent his evening with Mil made him mad. Sure, he wasn't alone with him, but Wat hadn't been able to join them, and he had absolutely no confidence in his soccer opponent.

There had been a meeting of the cheerleaders, and the soccer teams to organize the festival. Except that the music club meeting was held at the same time. And having taken his own car, Tine didn't need to be brought or picked up by Sarawat. That's how he ended up in this situation.

- Tell us about it. What did you decide?

- It's a secret.

Tine sat on the couch with a beer in her hand. Without looking at his boyfriend, he continued:

- What about you? What do you have planned?

- Nothing at all.

The cheerleader turned his head towards his boyfriend, who was sulking, his eyes riveted on his hands. Tine approached him, and put her head on his shoulder. Her boyfriend turned away, not to look him in the eyes. He was too afraid to crack.

- Are you sulking?

Only a grunt answered him. The cheerleader couldn't help but laugh at the cute behavior of his boyfriend. Finally, he told her the truth. At least, part of the truth.

- Will you let me surprise you?

Sarawat huffed, and finally looked at him. He finally nodded, and was rewarded with the most adorable bunny smile. The musician began to move his fingers, to play a Scrubb song.

Tine kept his head on his shoulder, and sang along with him.