Title: The T-Shirt
Author:
kryss_delrhei
Fandom: Free! - Iwatobi Swim Club
Type: Anime
Characters/Pairing: Makoto Tachibana, Haruka Nanase
Word Count: 165
Genre: Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Haruka reluctantly gives Makoto his shirt back.
Disclaimer: I do not own Free! Iwatobi Swim Club nor the characters, just borrowing them from Kyoto Animation for a little while.
Author's Notes: The purpose of the challenge was to use a sentence from the previous drabble. The sentence in bold is the one I used.
Prompt:
writerverse : Challenge #28 - Drabble Tree
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“You packed my shirt?” Makoto couldn’t hold back the smile that threatened to spread across his face.
Haruka stared down at his open duffle bag, before pulling the oversized t-shirt out, “It seems unfortunately I did,” he glanced over to his best friend, before offering him the shirt, “Here, take it back.”
“Oh! Are you sure?” Makoto’s brows furrowed, a look of concern tying up his features.
“I’m sure, I must have forgot that I wore it home,” Haruka shook the shirt at him, “Go on, you can have it back.”
When he took the article of clothing, Makoto noticed the sad expression that crossed Haruka’s face as he turned away from him, continuing to go through his duffle bag. With a smile, Makoto tugged off the shirt he was wearing, before slipping on the orange and yellow shirt he’d leant to him.
“I’ll make sure to hang on to this for the next time you sleep over,” he smiled.
All Haru did was nod.
Author:
Fandom: Free! - Iwatobi Swim Club
Type: Anime
Characters/Pairing: Makoto Tachibana, Haruka Nanase
Word Count: 165
Genre: Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Haruka reluctantly gives Makoto his shirt back.
Disclaimer: I do not own Free! Iwatobi Swim Club nor the characters, just borrowing them from Kyoto Animation for a little while.
Author's Notes: The purpose of the challenge was to use a sentence from the previous drabble. The sentence in bold is the one I used.
Prompt:
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“You packed my shirt?” Makoto couldn’t hold back the smile that threatened to spread across his face.
Haruka stared down at his open duffle bag, before pulling the oversized t-shirt out, “It seems unfortunately I did,” he glanced over to his best friend, before offering him the shirt, “Here, take it back.”
“Oh! Are you sure?” Makoto’s brows furrowed, a look of concern tying up his features.
“I’m sure, I must have forgot that I wore it home,” Haruka shook the shirt at him, “Go on, you can have it back.”
When he took the article of clothing, Makoto noticed the sad expression that crossed Haruka’s face as he turned away from him, continuing to go through his duffle bag. With a smile, Makoto tugged off the shirt he was wearing, before slipping on the orange and yellow shirt he’d leant to him.
“I’ll make sure to hang on to this for the next time you sleep over,” he smiled.
All Haru did was nod.