High stared after him stunned by the bizarre person he had encountered.
“I’ll stay here I guess? Is it impossible to meet someone who is normal in the middle of the night beside a lake?!” High asked no one in annoyance.
After a few more minutes the other guy came back. He excitedly offered out a branch for him to grab onto.
High stared at him…. ‘Unbelievable, I’m stuck and he is worried about getting muddy.’
High grabbed onto the branch and pulled. The guy tried his best to hold his ground. He planted his strong legs from running down hard into the ground, but it wasn’t working, High needed to be able to pull harder on the branch or he wasn’t coming out of the water.
“Hold on,” he said then the guy walked over to the nearest tree and stood behind it leaning on it hard. And extended the branch out again.
High grimaced, annoyed, but what else could he do. His phone was in his pocket underwater. And this kid obviously didn’t have one or he would have called for help ages ago. If he went back, he didn’t know if he would go get help, or if the kid would just disappear. So with annoyance, he grabbed out for the branch again.
This time with the ability to pull on the branch harder he was able to free a foot from the mud he leaned back more and pulled even harder.
The kid yelled out in agony from behind the tree.
High yanked one last time and freed his final foot in elation. Even though at the same time there was a giant splash as he flew backward from the force so he was on his back floating in the water. If he were to even tilt back a little it was shallow enough that his feet would drag on the floor of the lake and get sucked back into the dark mud. So he lay there and floated. He looked over and almost stood back up in shock.
The guy that had been on the shore was floating beside him paddling around like a frog. His face soaking wet, He pouted up at High.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
“Tbe kfgf reqqbrfv ab qeii wf bea, cba wf qeii sbe lc.” Llut rjlv lcmgfveiberis.
Dea tlr wbeat xlcvj aklrafv eqkjgvr jr tf aglfv tjgv cba ab rwlif, yea atf xlv kjr xlcvj meaf klat atf kjs tf kjr qbealcu lc atf wbbciluta.
Ktf xlv rlutfv. “P’w cba frqfmljiis ragbcu, rbggs.” Lf ibbxfv gfjiis vlrtfjgafcfv eq ja Llut.
High chuckled.
“Well, at least my feet are free. And even though we can’t get back up in this area, the lake isn’t very deep. We can swim along the shore till we get to the side that has the student’s beach. If I remember correctly, it’s only about a ten-minute walk from this spot so should only be a five-minute swim.”
The guy sighed again.
High looked at him and shook his head lightly, the water splashed against his skin going into his ears.
“What are we gonna live here then?” He asked.
“I suppose not,” the kid said then started frog swimming again.
High stared at him. “What are you doing?”
The kid stopped to waddle in the water a little. “What does it look like I am doing? I am swimming obviously.”
High let out a frustrated sigh.
“Scratch that, it’s a ten-minute swim away. Maybe twenty… If you’re going to do it that way. I am floating faster than you.”
“Sorry,” The kid said sheepishly. “Other than running I am not very athletic.”
“Huh, you’d think fast on land equates to fast in water. But doesn’t matter. I am a pretty strong swimmer, just grab onto my shirt and I will swim for the both of us.”
The kid looked at him as if he had said something absolutely mortifying.
“Gosh, I don’t bite, seriously, I am a good swimmer. Just hold on to me.” He reassured the kid.
He stalled for a moment longer before very gingerly reaching out and grabbing onto High’s shirt with two fingers. High stared at him.
“What are you doing? Grab onto me properly.”
The kid grabbed a fistful of Highs shirt slowly this time his fingers shook.
High looked at him aggrieved, shook his head, but then started off.
Every few minutes he would do the breaststroke while the kid swam beside him kicking messily. Then they would pause and catch their breath. He really wanted to tell him to stop, to just lay still, but the kid seemed almost as if he were terrified of being close to High, so physically close. So instead of making his night worse, he figured he would just leave him alone. After all, he had fallen in saving him.
After what seemed like too long dragging this kid around. They could finally see the beach after following the shoreline for a while. And they dragged their two very exhausted, and sore body’s up onto the beach gasping for breath.
“Let’s… Never… Do… This… Again!” Said the boy, his chest heaving.
High sat up and stared at the boy in the moonlight. They were both still a bit muddy, but the water and the current from swimming had washed most of it away. But the boy was cute. He was lean and you could see the muscled legs, he had on him from running, his arms were toned but not like his legs and he had a thin waist. The long-sleeved shirt slung to him tightly and from the top of it you could see the slightest shape of some sort of red mark.
‘Had he got hit by something in the water?’
“Yeah,” he said, High agreed, smiling and pulled his tired body upwards to stand.
“Come on, get up. If you don’t get up now, you are gonna feel more exhausted right until you can’t move and then you will fall asleep here. And I don’t care if we just met. I am not gonna let you get chilled and sick on my account okay.” High offered the kid his hand to grab onto.
The kid just stared at him dumbfounded.
High shook his head smiling. “You are really shy, huh. That’s okay. I will help you then.”
High reached down and grabbed the guy’s arm and yanked him up.
The kid looked thunderstruck, and his entire body turned pale as a ghost.
Thank you!!! Sweet scene!!