Lost without you - A BounPrem Fanfiction 🔞 (english)

Chapter 5 - Way too hot in here

After some chicken and rice and an extra soft ice cream for Prem, he and Boun went to get their swimming gear, which, as they would soon discover, they didn't actually need. At least not private swimming trunks and towels.

There was a small table at the entrance to the indoor swimming pool with a huge bag for each of the swimmers, labeled with their names. 
Prem and Boun were amazed when they found towels, bathrobes, swimming trunks and a 750 ml Studio Wabisabi sports drinking bottle, also labeled with their names. 

"Small gift from the house." Said Bosston, who was playing Pruk, Manaow's future boyfriend, and had just joined Boun and Prem.
"Khun said that earlier during our coaching session. They probably want to present themselves generously. Even the ones who don't swim probably get some wabisabi gift bags, I don't know." 

Prem was immediately impressed by the fluffiness of this bathrobe. Just like Boun, who was taking a closer look at the towel and feeling it meticulously. 

"Hey, you two rummage-addicted housewives, you'd better come along before the swimming coach drags you in by the ears." Bosston laughed, tucked his bag under his arm, held the swimming hall glass swing door open for Boun and Prem and insistently pointed inside with his free hand. 

"Ok ok." Giggling, Prem grabbed Boun's sleeve and pulled him along with all his "luggage", protesting quietly.

An incredible heat, coupled with the smell of chlorine and the rubber of new flip-flops, shot straight into their faces and immediately made their brains glow with childhood memories. 

It just smelled like that everywhere, no matter which indoor pool you entered and it always made Prem, at least, feel a little carefree and happy. He was a really good swimmer, although he actually had more of a knack for golf, but he knew he would definitely have a lot of fun here in the swimming hall.

Boun, on the other hand, wasn't quite as enthusiastic about swimming. He had fun in the water, no question, but he was more into kite surfing or water skiing, he loved aqua parks and was really keen on the wildest slides. Swimming itself was too dull and not enough fun for him as a sport, even if he could swim really well. His technique wasn't as good as that of a competitive swimmer, but that had never bothered him before, as he hadn't drowned. 

Now, of all people, he was supposed to swim a competition with his best friend Dean in the series, showing a first-class crawl and a perfect turn, all with a few tattoos stuck on, which meant that not so many shots could be taken before the stuff came off his skin. So the water settings had to be just right with him, preferably right away. 

That worried Boun a little. 

Prem, on the other hand, only had one worry. He prayed that there were individual changing rooms here, because he wouldn't for the life of him strip naked next to Boun, no matter how well they had spoken. 

But this worry was unfounded, there were individual changing rooms as well as individual shower cubicles next to the communal shower. Both came out of their changing rooms in their Wabisabi bathrobes, with their tight-fitting swim shorts underneath, as they were supposed to wear in the series, and quickly joined the others, who were already at the pool but still on dry land. 

They were finally complete. 

Now the tall, completely bald, older man with the Abraham Linkoln beard introduced himself, standing wide-legged in a dark gray jogging suit at the head of the pool. He was their new swimming coach, Chanchai Bunmi, aka Game. His strange facial hair looked really interesting, with its huge bollocks, which are attached to a bald head instead of a mop of hair. Very unique. 
With a captain's cap and a wooden leg, he would certainly have made a passable Asian Captain Ahab.