Disclaimer: The usual. Don't own, don't profit, etc.

This fic was inspired by this lovely mako/gou /ZKsUxqrFObKV

I think I may ship it?

It had become habit for Gou to show up while the boys were fixing the run-down pool. She usually brought them juice to reward them for their hard work. Nagisa was energetic in his thanks, Haru was last to be dragged away from his work to take a break for a drink, and Makoto- well- he would give her a smile that seemed somehow out of place with the rest of his person yet was so very Makoto.

She brought his drink over to him as he was finishing painting the fence. As she knelt next to him to hand him the bottle, he gave her the usual smile. No one noticed the blush that dusted their cheeks when their fingers touched.