Thief (Haru x Reader)

Thief

You didn't get to experience this luxury very often.

Between school and scrambling to keep the boys on track, you almost never get time to yourself. The Iwatobi Swim Club was your top priority now. You figured you owed it to your friends.

So you practically jump at the chance to take a long, rejuvenating bath. You only ever have time for brisk showers.

Steam unfurls from the tub as you finish filling it, your (h/c) hair sticking to the nape of your neck from the humidity. You test the water with the tip of your index finger, feeling the therapeutic warmth.

Perfect.

You begin slipping into the porcelain tub, but find yourself pausing. There was something missing. What was it? Oh, wait. Bubbles. Of course. How could you forget?

You jerk your leg out of the clear liquid, almost skipping to the closet in the hallway. You don't bother turning any lights on as you start rummaging through shelves.

"Ah-hah! Found you!" You grasp the smooth, rose-colored bottle of heaven and rush to the bathroom before the water cools down. In your child-like excitement you almost don't notice the new addition to the beach-themed décor. Almost.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Your screech rivals a banshee as it bounces off the tiled walls. Diving for the closest towel, you're nothing but a blur of (skin/c) and (h/c). Once you have the fluffy white towel wrapped around you, you spin on the intruder. Speechless, you clench your fists, nails digging into the palms of your hands. You can't even begin to describe how embarrassed and furious you are. It feels like one of those dreams where you go to school and forget your clothes. But this is worse. Way worse. This is real. And in your own home.

You're met with an awkward pause.

"Hi, (y/n)."

You blink, finally finding the perfect words. "How the hell did you get in my damn house? And why are you in my bathtub?"

The perpetrator just stares blankly at you. "I thought you were expecting me." You curse the fact that you can't stop gazing into those gorgeous crystal-blue eyes and beautifully sculpted body.

Damn, that body.

You snort, shaking your head to clear your mind of the mouthwatering – have I mentioned how gorgeous they were? – distractions. "You honestly think I drew a bath just for you? Haru, you shouldn't even be here. Get your fine, bathing suit-wearing ass out. I have slaved for the swim club all year just to make you and the others happy. I think you guys at least owe me the time for one bath."

His silent gaze makes you uncomfortable, a cold sweat spreading through your towel-clad body. You begin to fidget as you wait for a response.

What the hell was he doing?

You can't suppress the irritation in your voice as you sigh. "Fine, I'll go put on my swimsuit." Only then does he give you an actual reaction, his head nodding as his body sinks further into the tub.

You shuffle off to your room, returning a few minutes later in your (f/c) one-piece. Apprehension builds with each step you take towards your companion. All you wanted was a simple bath. Was that too much to ask for?

Shaking away your thoughts, you slowly inch your way into the opposite end of the pearly white basin from the mackerel-loving swimmer. You can't bring yourself to look at him.

"So, how've you been? Any changes happen in the-" You check the clock on the wall, "three hours since we last saw each other?"

Again, there's no response.

"No? Okay then. I see how it is. You're just gonna break into my house, steal my bath time, not answer any of my questions, and expect me to be okay with this? It really pis-"

"The water loves you."

It takes a moment to process the fact that your partner spoke. All you could hear was the trickle of water as it echoed through the tiled room.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Your nose scrunches in confusion when you realize what he said. It takes another moment to process his meaning. A small smile makes an appearance on your face. He wasn't exactly subtle with his confession.

You slowly ease your way to Haru's side of the tub, water sloshing against the sides. Wide azure pools stare into your own (e/c) orbs, an indecipherable emotion swirling underneath the surface of the former. You stop when you are but inches from the boy's face, your gaze flickering to his lips. Gathering the courage, you surge forward, pressing your mouth to his in a chaste kiss. His hands reach to lightly curl around your waist, holding you in place. Pulling back a bit, you let out a nervous chuckle, eyes sparkling. You suppose you could forgive him for his thievery just this once.

"I love you too, Haru."

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Sooooo I tried to be more descriptive in this one, hehe. Not sure if it worked. I'm still kind of practicing. Some of it seems kinda awkward doe O_o

I also really hope Haru was in-character, though writing him wasn't that hard because he said all of maybe three sentences.
If you find any mistakes, tell me so I can fix them.

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Thanks for reading!