pullmeoutalive | Hold me like the river Jordan;

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Hold me like the river Jordan;

[ it's strange to be back here again. Not that Makoto found being near the ocean to be a particularly odd thing, but it's been a year, and so much has changed since then. They hadn't been as well known back then. They could run down the beach or leap into the ocean or get hit on without fear of being overly crowded (though the latter was mostly Miki). For the time being, staying in the ocean had kept recognition to a minimum, and the other idols had split up to stay low and relax in their own different ways.

In Makoto's case, the ocean was still the place to be, and she's happily trotting towards it after some additional time spent on dry land (mainly keeping the twins from burying the Producer completely). Is she expecting company?

No, but at least she's open to it. ]

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[What a cutie. But Makoto just stands, stretching for a moment (still shirtless, oh yes those abs) and then offers Makoto a hand.]

I wouldn't mind seeing more of the beach. I've never been to this one before.

[ she'll reach out to take that hand, pulling herself to her feet-- and after some consideration, subtly shifting to take some of the weight off her other foot. Maybe she'll grab a band-aid later to keep this from becoming irritating. ]

It's a nice one! It doesn't get too crowded, either-- especially when the sun goes down.

[It's subtle enough that he doesn't notice it--yet. Yet.

Instead, he nods.]

Well, I'm sure Haru will be busy swimming for awhile, so it can't hurt to take a walk.

[he's suppressing his mother hen nature, but it's for a walk, so it's okay. It's helping him get his bearings, after all of that.]

Just let me know if I'm keeping you! You did come here with your friends, so I don't mind.

[ but for now, she's keeping up a lively pace. Not jogging or anything, but she does like her movement.

Her occasionally ginger movement once they get a little further on said walk, but shh. ]

It's funny... about a year ago, no one had any idea who we were.

[He's watching her because she's talking, because it's just polite--which is why he's starting to suspect something is wrong.

...though her words distract him for a moment.]

That must have been tough as idols. But now you're pretty popular now, right? You must have been doing something right.

[being cute idols fits the bill really.]

[ it's okay, she's distracted too. ]

We all worked really hard, and in the end, it paid off!

... I kind of miss not having to try and stay in disguise sometimes, but I've had a lot of opportunities that I wouldn't give up either.

[He'll get you next time you show any sign of pain he'll get you.

ahem.]

I can imagine that must be tiresome. Still, it shows just how amazingly popular you all are now!

Ehehehe... well, I can't complain! But I'll still show you how far we've come and you can decide that for yourself.

[ ... Makoto, don't bounce like that. Makoto, your foot. ]

[...M-Makoto...]

I'll look forward to that but--

[...that bouncing looks painful.]

Are you alright?

... Eh?

[ and look at her, actually being innocent because she has no idea what he's talking about. ]

Yeah, I'm fine... did I look upset?

No, not at all.

[He laughs, shaking his head.]

But it looked like you were wincing when you were jumping.

[HE'S TEAM MOM, HE NOTICES THESE THINGS.]

[ she pauses, glancing down at her feet-- and then she lifts the injured one to give it a glance-over. Okay, so sand really is a kind of annoying irritant, and the scrape was a little bloodier than she'd thought, but it doesn't look that bad. ]

Oh... I cut my foot out in the water, I guess. But it should be fine!

[...yeah he notices the blood.

B(!!!]

That doesn't look good at all. And the sand can't be doing it any good either...

[He gives that some thought, quite solemnly, and then--

ding!]

Here, I'll carry you to the nearest medical supplies.

[ and in the manner of a young girl receiving the offer of being carried by a muscular cute guy--

Makoto abruptly slows, stops, and waves her hands in front of her in a clear NOPE gesture. ]

That's okay! If it gets any worse, I can hop, so you don't have to worry!

[....and he blinks. And shakes his head, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.]

I can't let you hop everywhere. I'm your friend, so let me help you out.

[And so he crouches down, offering her his back.]

Besides, it'll be faster this way.

[ she has to stare at his back for a few seconds - and not just because it is a very nice back - before she moves. Slowly. It's another strange feeling, that Makoto, the one who can piggyback people and carry the ones who are larger than she is, is going to be the one being carried instead, but she also knows better than to raise a fuss about it. He may have a gentle personality, but there's something about him that suggests that he can be just as stubborn when he needs to be. ]

Just--

[ and then she's touching warm, bare skin as she settles herself on his back, cupping her palms over his shoulders. ]

It's okay to let me know if I'm too heavy!

[He makes sure that she's steady, glad that she's not putting up more of a fuss; Haru would have already brushed him off two or three times. But she isn't, and it does feel good to finally be listened to.

Regardless, he makes sure she's steady and then he stands up easily, laughing.]

This is nothing compared to training.

[Really, Makoto-chan, you're light. And to prove it, he'll start jogging towards the lifeguard stand.]

[ ... so not only is he gentle and stubborn, he's silly. It makes her laugh, as embarrassing as this is. There really was no sense in protesting, and it's obvious that he can handle her weight, so she leans against him a little more and just hopes this doesn't attract a whole lot of attention. ]

[He's relieved that she's laughing as well. It's probably a silly sight, him carrying her on his back, both of them in swimsuits and laughing ridiculously.

But with him jogging, it doesn't take him long at all to reach the lifeguard stand, and while the lifeguard doesn't seem to be there, at least there's the first aid kit, right where it should be.

And he carefully lets her down, reaching to steady her just in case.]

Phew, here we are.

[ she obligingly shifts her weight once more, this time keeping her foot lifted-- not because it's difficult or painful, but because she doesn't want him worrying any more than he already has. ]

You're pretty fast! Is that what they call a noble steed?

[He chuckles at that.]

I don't think I've ever been called that, but maybe.

[Makoto you just admitted to being her noble steed...well, whatever! He just grabs the first aid kit and crouches down for better access to that cut foot.

At least he is used to dealing with cuts and scrapes and every sort of minor injury you could imagine, with two younger siblings (and Haru). They tend to get into trouble a lot (and Haru).

So it doesn't take him long to clean it and bandage it up neatly.]

There!

[ and Makoto's used to being the one with all the cuts and scrapes and bruises from a fatherly-encouraged childhood, so she's at least being helpful in that she won't yelp or yank her foot away. And there, all nice and bandaged, perfectly fine when she sets it down. ]

See? You really are amazing!

[And he's just relieved that she's all bandaged up and healthy again but--

Her words startle him, and he blushes a little despite himself, rubbing the back of his head.]

Haha, I don't know what I've done to have an amazing idol tell me that...

But thanks. [And he grins at her, standing up again.]

Do we still have time to walk, do you think?

[ she's quick to nod, which saves him from a spirited talk about just why she'd called him that. But shouldn't he know...?

Well, anyway. ]

The sun hasn't gone down yet! I can still keep going, so count me in!

[It's definitely for the better she doesn't get the chance, because he would not know how to deal with that.

Instead, he just chuckles at her enthusiasm.]

Let's go, then. You still have to show me more of the beach.

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