Free! Iwatobi Swim Club Scenarios.

seijuro

warning: profanities

Seijuro wondered onto what happened to the Samezuka swim team, ever since Rin graduated he told Seijuro he assigned Nitori to be the captain. He wanted to know how was the team going and being a second year in College, he didn't have the time to visit them and get the latest news.

He sighed as he pushed his hair back, his hand pressed onto the cold tiled wall of the showers. He turned the shower faucet on.
Warm water running through his body as his other hand tried to relax his shoulder, as much as he wanted to pamper himself, he knew he had to keep his priorities straight. Even if that means forgetting his supposed crush with Gou.

Now that he thought about it, he cringed. He had a crush on his junior's little sister, isn't that a form of pedophilia and incest since he treats Rin as brother? He shivered in disgust towards himself before deciding that he had enough of the shower.

He turned off the shower and exhaled a few puffs of breath, his hair falling down unusually to his face. He reached for his towel that hung on the door, as he dried himself, he noticed the body towel seem to be a lot lighter than usual, he looked at the towel on his hand before realizing he just had his hand towel and not his body towel.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance.

He went outside the shower and peeked out if there was a person that wasn't supposed to be there. Luckily, there was no one in sight. He went to the lockers just across the shower and searched for his towel.

He wanted to scream at this point.

He now just realized he left his towel on the bench near the pool. He wanted to bang his head on the locker but he knew if he made a noise he would just get more attention to himself and his stupidity.

Seijuro had no choice but to wear his swim briefs to go out the benches with his hand towel on his shoulder.

As he got to the benches where he could have sworn he left his towel, he slapped his own forehead. Of course someone had to take it. He tried to formulate a plan on how he could go back to the dormitory, he decided he could just call his—

“Oi!” His mouth yelled on its own when his brain realized that a girl, specifically [Name], a swimmer at his college as well, was using his towel for her hair. Her hair. He didn't want to actually admit this but he always liked the scent of her somehow strawberry mint shampoo whenever she passed by and he wonders what shampoo she uses because her hair always seem to be soft despite the fact she's always at the pool.

[Name] looked back with an irritated expression, “Ah! You!” She said, stomping towards him.

“You took my towel!” They both said in sync.

“What? What do you mean you took my towel, you took mine! There's a gold embroided M.S. on my towel, see?” Seijuro complained as he tugged on his towel that was wrapped around [Name]'s hair, causing her hair to fall down and let loose, her hair was unusually not soft today, but Seijuro was too annoyed to notice.

“Oh wow thanks for accusing me! How can I not take your towel when you technically took my towel for my hair and even my shampoo and now I had to use some icky shampoo my teammate uses!” Seijuro tilted his head to the side and his hair followed. He touched his hair realizing it was softer than before and much more fruity & minty scent.

“Whoops.” [Name] raised a brow before reaching her hand out to hand his towel, before he could grab his towel, [Name] retreated her hand. “Did you used my hair towel on your...” She doesn't even want to finish the sentence and he got the message.

God damn it.

“I'll take you out for dinner as an apology.”
“How about you just wash my damn towel that you used to wipe your fucking balls, Mikoshiba.”

weird. -kai❤