“They need help.” Kami said bluntly. “And I think I have an idea.”
“Oo! Oo! What is it?” Mina squealed in a hushed tone.
“Ok, so we need to get Bakugou in the pool and then pretend he gets a cramp or something and then Kiri has to save him!” Kami said excitedly.
“Oh my god, it’s perfect.” Mina replied, clapping her hands. “How you gonna get stud muffin in the pool though?”
“Wrestle him.” Kami replied deviously. “Then Kiri gets to see his muscles flexing too.”
“Oh, I like it!” Mina replied with a sparkle in her eye. “Go for it then.”
Kami swam to the edge of the pool and lifted himself out, walking down the side of the path towards the still stretching Bakugou.
“That’s enough stretching for now, time to swim!” He called as he almost reached Bakugou.
A very mortified look met Kami’s glinting eyes as Bakugou turned to face him.
“I think, the fuck, not!” He snarled.
“I think all the yes!” Kami replied brightly, grabbing Bakugou by the wrist.
Bakugou firmly yanked his wrist free and got ready to fight. “Don’t touch me, fucker.”
“Oooh, testie?” Kami thought. Bakugou’s vocabulary always got harsher the more serious he got and he most definitely did NOT want to go in the pool but Kami was stubbornly committed to his plan.
“Awww, c’mon ya soggy noodle.” Kami jeered reaching out to grab Bakugou again.
Bakugou dodged his next grab and stepped back, blocking any attempts of Kami to get a hold of him.
“Look, we all know you’re as straight as wet spaghetti so come and ACTUALLY get wet!” Kami said with a laugh.
“You’re not funny, shit nugget, now fuck off or I’ll make sure you never have kids.” Bakugou growled threateningly.
“You’d just love to grab a handful of the heat I’m packin’ wouldn’t you.” Kami sneered, completely unfazed by Bakugou’s threat.
“Your package is so small my pinky finger puts it to shame.” Bakugou jeered back.
Kami mock gasped and lunged at Bakugou, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“Let go!” Bakugou hollered, wriggling and squirming to get free.
“The fuck?” Kami laughed. “You’re oiled up, ya slippery bastard, you smell like a fucking coconut farm. I just wanna eat you.”
Bakugou growled and tried to rip the lithe blond off but to no avail and slowly but surely Kami was getting Bakugou closer and closer to the pool edge.
Bakugou was starting to panic now, the water was getting closer and his mouth had gone dry.
“Fuck, if I go in I’m going to look like an absolute idiot drowning in front of my crush!”
His heels were on the edge and he grabbed at Kami desperately, cursing profusely but the over excited blond could smell victory and was giving it his all- with Mina cheering away in the background… which didn’t help.
As Bakugou lost his balance his panic skyrocketed. He was going in.
“If there’s a god please let me walk on water.” He screamed internally, his last prayer being for a miracle.
He toppled backwards, stiff as a board.
He had never back flopped before but the sting kept his soul from leaving his body as he hit the water, gasping for one last breath before he went under.
All of a sudden he was submerged. He prayed for a fast and painless death as he sank rapidly to the bottom of the pool but at that point he was still very much alive.
He couldn’t hold his breath much longer, due to his rapidly beating heart using up all the oxygen in his body, and took one last breath in…under water.
Coughing and choking, Kami still had a good hold of him until he suddenly felt Kami’s arms get ripped from his body.
That’s when he passed out.
As he faded away, he started to feel warm and relaxed and a white light drew him nearer. He was at peace. Happy.
Suddenly, almost instantly, he felt a hard punch to his chest.
-THUMP THUMP THUMP-
He coughed and air rushed to his lungs.
Suddenly, the soft white light was replaced by harsh sunlight as his eyes shot open.
He coughed violently, water flying out of his mouth while a gentle, yet firm, hand rolled him into the recovery position.
That same hand, now rubbing his back.
“You’re ok, you’re ok.” They said reassuringly in a soft, easy tone.
He gasped a few times, coughing as more water cascaded out of his mouth.
He tried to sit up but that ever present hand held him down.
“Bakugou, don’t move,” the voice said. “It’s ok, man, I got you, you’re ok.”
Bakugou groaned. “What happened?”
“Dude, you fucking drowned on us!” Kami’s voice interjected.
Bakugou raised his head and glared at Kami. “And who’s ducking fault was that?!”
Kami looked down sheepishly. “I’m sorry, dude.”
“Ok, ok, I need to take Bakugou to the holding bay so if you don’t mind…” Kiri said firmly, looking at Kami and Mina.
They both nodded sadly and backed away as Kiri radio’d for a stretcher.
Another staff member arrived shortly with the stretcher and Kiri helped Bakugou aboard before lifting the head end and walking off with him.
“What happened there?” Mina asked Kami. “One second you guy were in the water, then next Bakugou was being pulled out by Kiri and he wasn’t moving.”
“Dude, I have no idea, hey?! He just went and took this gay ass big breath in, under water, then passed out?!”
“What?!” Mina laughed. “Does he not know how to swim or something?”
Then it hit them….
“Ohhhh.” They both said in unison. “He can’t swim…”
“How are you feeling?” Kiri gently asked Bakugou as he sat down in the chair beside the bed.
Bakugou scowled with embarrassment and turned his face away.
“You’re gonna make fun of me, aren’t you.” He said lowly, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes.
“Why would I do that?” Kiri asked.
“Cause I cant swim.” Bakugou grunted.
“I kinda figured, dude, and when you didn’t struggle underwater and try to get free that’s when I dove in but I was already too late.” Kiri said sadly. “I’m sorry…”
“Why are you apologizing?” Bakugou snapped. “You saved my life!”
“Yeah, but I was so worried that maybe I wouldn’t be able to bring you back.” Kiri replied with a broken voice, pausing before wailing his emotions out loud, “crap, I’m gonna cry!”
“Did, uh…did you have to do…mouth to mouth?” Bakugou asked.
Kiri blushed madly. “I, uh…umm…well…it was necessary and…”