Saved? {(UWMA)} - [WinTeam]

My Swimmer

Author POV

"Why does he swim so attractively!?!" Team whined as he watched Win glide across the water like he was meant to be there. "He's so good at what he does. Wow. You can tell he's extremely passionate about swimming." Team continued as Win spun around and swam the other direction.

"Same with P'Dean. He's very passionate about swimming." Pharm replied as he looked to his left to see Dean walked towards them. Team, almost as if he was Pharm's eyes, flicked his head to see the same thing.

Team nudged at Pharm with his elbow. "Speaking of the devil," he spoke as Dean lifted his eyebrows at Team's words, signalling that he heard him. "Shit." Team whispered softly under his breath.

"Wanna repeat that?" Dean asked as he sat down on Pharm's left. He handed Pharm a bottle of water. Team shook his head vigorously in response to Dean's question.
"Well, looks like your devil just finished swimming." Dean said as he nodded to the pool, where Win was drying off with a towel. Team sighed as he sat back with a pout as he watched Win walk into the locker room.
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Pharm, Dean, and Team all walked down to greet Win at the pool. Pharm and Dean, hand in hand, leaving Team alone with a bag of Lays.

Win walked out of the locker room with his hair everywhere, dressed in his uniform. He walked over to the group, raising his eyebrows at the sight of Pharm and Dean's hands intertwined. He flashed a smile towards Team as he reached the group.

"Hey. Lays? Again?" Win asked as he spotted the bag of Lays that his boyfriend was holding.

"They are delicious." Team said with a pout as he held the bag of chips closer to him.

"You're delicious, too. But you don't see me clinging on to you like the world is about to end." Win said with a smirk as he wrapped an arm around Team's shoulders.

"Damn...! Calm down guys! Get a room!" Dean shouted as he walked away, dragging Pharm with him. Win and Team followed behind them slowly, their hands intertwining.

The group walked out of the pool area to the main buildings.

"Let's go out." Dean said to the group as he walked to his car. "We can all ride in my car. I will drop you guys off here to pick up Team's car when we are finished." Dean spoke as he got in his car, starting his vehicle. He looked out if the window to see Team and Win with disagreeing faces. "Why are you acting like you have a choice? Get in." Dean spoke as he shut his door, unlocking the back doors for the third and fourth wheels.
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"Are you holding us captive for a reason or..?" Win asked as he got into the car after Team. He quickly buckled when he looked into the rearview mirror to meet the angry eyes that belonged to the swimming team president. "Okay, jeez. Sorry!" Win surrendered as he grabbed his phone from his pocket.
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"Baby, I'm tired.." Team complained to his lover across the table as he played with the swimming team's vice president's hands.

"We can go to sleep when we get home, okay?" Win answered lovingly as he stared at Team with heart eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Team asked tiredly as he cocked his head to the side. Win shook his head as he continued to stare at his boyfriend.
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"P'Win.." Team called as he stumbled into the couple's shared apartment. Team looked up at Win with puppy eyes and an adorable pout.

"Don't pout, baby." Win scolded as he flung Team on to the bed.

"Ow... P'Win..." Team whined as he bounced on the bed. Win crawled on top of him and straddled him. "P'Win!!" Team laughed as his boyfriend tickled him. "P'Win, stop it!" Team laughed again as Win tickled him.

"No, I will not. I like tickling you. You're laugh is adorable and I admire it." Win admitted as he tickled Team, admiring every centimeter on the latter's beautiful body.

"Do you speak in Shakespearean?" Team asked as he flung his limbs everywhere, his hands eventually landed on Win's thighs.

"Yes I do!" Win responded with a laugh if his own as he continued to tickle his lover, whom was beneath him.

"P'Win!! Stop it!!! Ah! P'Win!" Team laughed out loudly as his hands traveled to Win's waist, without the latter's knowledge. Team practically eyefucked Win as the latter tickled him. It a stopped when Team's hands eventually reached the back of Win's neck, pulling the other down for a sloppy yet passion filled kiss.

Win's eyes shot open as he was suddenly flipped on his back. He tried to regain his composer as he looked up at Team, whom was staring at him with lust, love, and admiration in his eyes and nothing else. "Team." Win breathed out before he gasped as Team's lips crashed directly into his. Win's hand slowly traveled to Team's waist, pulling up his shirt. Team quickly pulled away, removed the shirt, and went back to kissing his boyfriend roughly. Moans left Win's mouth as the younger, raven-headed male grinned down on his slowly forming hard-on. Team's hands traveled to Win's hips, pulling off Win's shirt as he grinned down on him, slowly growing a hard-on himself. "Team." Win moaned out quietly as he clung to Team's back with his fingernails.