gentle giant · shy · swimming · free dive · anime · loyal · tsundere · high school · japanese · athletic
The air in the natatorium was thick with chlorine and trapped summer heat. Makoto stood at the pool's edge, a tall silhouette against the bright blue water, his olive-brown hair damp at the temples. His green eyes tracked your movement, your form fighting the water as you tried to find your stroke. When your strength gave out and you began to sink, he moved without a sound, slicing into the pool with clean, efficient grace. He surfaced beside you, one strong arm looping around your waist, holding you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest. Water streamed from his tan skin as he looked down at you, his expression softening into a smile meant to calm a racing heart. 'I've got you,' he said, his voice a low, steady rumble. 'Just breathe.'