Iwatobi swim Club (free!) x male!reader (boyxboy)

Ch 7: we're at a beach

Thank you to marco_kirschtien_ (did I spell that right?) for giving me the idea for this chapter, thank you ^_^
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Makoto and I eventually reached the beach, the gentle smell of salt and water tickled the back of my throat.
"(Y/n)-chan! Mako-chan!" The familiar voice of Nagisa Hazuki called to us from down by the water.
"Nagisa!" I shouted down to him, waving.
"Let's go down there." Makoto said to me as he gently grabbed my wrist and started to pull me down towards the water.
"Hang on, I need to go get a drink, I'm thirsty." I lied, I just didn't want to get in the water.
"Ok then, come in with us when you've got one, Kay?"
"Yeah, sure..."
"See Ya then." Makoto flashed me his heart melting smile as he waved gently at me and ran towards the water. I sighed in relief as I turned on the spot and walked towards a collection of jagged rocks with a tide pool near them.
As I walked i though about my fear of water, well, fear of deep water specifically. It is pretty deep set in my mind, I can't quite remember what happened, but I think it has some relevance to my parents death. I remember a beach, a lot of water, and the feeling of having the air squeezed out of my lungs by an icy force.
I got to the rock pool and I threw myself on to the ground.
I stared up at the azure sky, the clouds drift lazily around in a carefree manor.
The beach was quiet , surprising because it was a Saturday, perhaps there was something bad to happen, perhaps they knew and stayed away, but I had no knowledge of what was to come.
"Hey." A deep masculine growl came from behind me, I opened one of my eyes to look at the source of the voice. I met a pair of piercing yellow eyes and a handsome face.
"What." I asked bluntly, I had no patience for strangers.
"You don't have to be rude."
"Yes, but I chose to be."
"Funny, how about you get up and talk to me properly?" The yellow eyed stranger asked through a fake smile.
"Fine." I lazily pulled myself off the floor to properly face the stranger, I looked him up and down, he seemed to be about 6'4", he was well built with chiseled porcelain chest. He was wearing a pair of dark blue board shorts and nothing else. He had short tousled black hair, And finally, I looked at his face. He was pale, with yellow eyes and pale lips, he was handsome, very handsome, God-like even, but his plastic smile told me he was trouble.
"So what do you want?" I asked him, disgust lacing my words.
"Nothing gorgeous, I was just enjoying the view." He looks me up and down and winks at he, which makes me feel sick to my stomach, in any other circumstance, I would be giggly and shy, but something told me that he was not a good person.
"Ugh, don't make me laugh."
"Please do laugh, I'd love to hear the laugh which comes from a creature of such beauty." He stepped closer to me as his smile widened. I felt a feeling in my heart, was it sadness, was it despair, no, it was genuine disgust.
"You are making me feel sick, stop."
"Aww, Come on, don't make me beg." His words sounded sweet, but had a sickening undertone, like a candy cane laced with arsenic.
"No, go burn in hell."
"I wasn't asking." Before I could react he grabbed my wrist and slammed me against on of the rocks surrounding us.
"Let go of my you psycho!" I struggled in vain as he tightened his grip on my wrists.
"I'm sorry, but I tried to be nice, but sadly that approach got me nowhere."
"Please... Stop..."
As I was giving up hope, I heard the sound of footsteps running towards my location, I opened my eyes to see Haru running towards us. I was happy that I would have some help, but I didn't want Haru to get hurt.
Haru ran into the yellow eyed stranger, Smashing him against a rock, he then proceeded to kick the hell out of him.
The sight of seeing Haru beat up a guy who is that big in comparison to him set something off in my heart, was it love? Desire? Not really, it was trust and security, I felt safe with him. But now I have to stop him from killing a guy.
"Haru stop!" I ran to Haru and grabbed one of his fists before they hit the stranger.
He looked back to me, eyes laced with concern and sheer anger, before he nodded gently.
Haru walked towards me and gently grabbed my hand, gently pulling me towards the others.