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We Don't Talk About His Family. Chapter: TenWe Don't Talk About His Family. Chapter: Ten by bethabugaboo
Haru liked traveling the world. He really did. His only complaint was that his tall, olive brown haired love couldn't tag along. He was in college, in Tokyo, studying his heart out. Haru was proud of him but he also missed him. He missed him very deeply.
"How do you deal with being away from Sousuke?" Haru asked Rin while fiddling with the
straw in his drink.
"How do I deal? This is like a vacation! I don't have to put up with him." Rin laughed and poked Haru in the head. "Just think of it like that."
"I don't want to be vacationing without Makoto," Haru mumbled.
Rin sighed and rested his elbow on the plastic table in the food court. "I know how you feel. Being without Sousuke sucks. I just talk to him as often as I can."
"I try to talk to him."
"I know, you're busy. I know how you feel. We have the same career." Rin rested his chin on his open palm.
Haru looked down at the phone in his hands. Makoto promised he would call. It's been ten minutes since he was suppose to. Haru was growin
Free! Crazy Haru x Reader Every Step You Take (3)Free! Crazy Haru x Reader Every Step You Take (3) by SilverFoxRedRose
“I can’t. I just…can’t”
“Sure you can. It’s like diving into the deep end for the first time. Thinking about it makes it scary but, after you take the plunge, you never regret it.”
“If my grade is what I think it is, then I’ll regret it. And seriously, Haru? We’re talking about the fate of my summer and you work in a swimming metaphor?” Haru gives you a sheepish grin and tucks several strands of his silky, coal colored locks behind his ear.
“Well…it’s true,” he responds solemnly. Taking a deep breath, you squint your eyes at the menacing piece of paper laying before you. If it was anything less than a C, you were doomed to repeat Chemistry in the summer with no Haru to save you.
“Oh, alright.” you relent, popping one eye wide open and then flipping the test over.
No freakin’ way!
“Haru! You genius man you!” In a wild moment of delight, you los
Honestly: |Haruka x Reader| [Drabble!]Honestly: |Haruka x Reader| [Drabble!] by Blubeany
[Warning: slight mature content]
“What are you staring at?”
“You, of course,” your soft voice fills the air and Haru simply blinks, taking a breath.
“For what?” the swimmer murmurs, having no need to raise his voice when you’re so close to him.
Not that he would get loud in the first place…
Shifting slightly atop the pillow your head rests upon, your fingertips are outstretched to trace over his lips. Lips you know well enough to remember everything about them. His taste, the sensation, all the times when he uttered your name and even the faintest of smiles... you remember.
“I’m just… trying to figure you out,” you say earnestly, a twinkle in your eye as he kisses the pad of
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