Hanging out in their underwear

It was past midnight when the rain finally started to die down. It was still pouring but at least in was only going in one direction, down, and had become pleasant to the ears. Makoto, her face nestled in Ren's shoulder with his arms around her stomach holding hers, took a deep breath taking in Ren's scent and blushing. It was a familiar scent one she had gotten used to over many nights. She couldn't help but blush and shuffled her body pressing her hips against Ren's crotch as she sat between his legs.

"S-something wrong." Ren blushed feeling Makoto's toned butt bump into him.

"Oh sorry," Makoto gasped jerking her head up. "guess I got a little too relaxed."

"It's fine." Ren said eyeing up his girlfriend and quickly focusing on her chest covered by nothing save her blue bra and her strange pendent of two S's weaved together. "Hey I've always meant to ask. What is that symbol mean?"

"Oh this," she said lifting up the pendant. "It's a section sign; a typographical character used for referencing individually numbered sections of a document; it's frequently used when citing sections of a legal code. It also-" Makoto suddenly stopped herself eyes opening wide as she looked at Ren's face. Try as he might to look interested the girl could see right through her boyfriend's mask to the truth of his lack of interest. "Sis gave it to me when I got into Shujin. As a good luck charm."

"Right." Ren said secretly happy to be through with the definitions "Sae has one too."

"That's the idea." Makoto nodded. "Dad bought it for her when she graduated for Shujin and then she did the same for me." she gripped the necklace tightly, like it was the most important thing in the world. "I really love it. When I hold it, I feel closer to them both. Especially Sis, there had been a distance between us for so long. But its finally gone, thanks to the Phantom Thieves. Thanks to you."

Makoto meet Joker's eyes with a look of deep appreciation and longing. The young man could only blush in response to such praise.

"I-It was a team effort." He replied adjusted his glasses and looking away. However, Mikoto suddenly grabbed his chin and turned him back in her direction.

"You're right." Mikoto smiled seductively, a rare sight for the normally shy Queen. "But I only have one Study Partner."

Ren stared into her girlfriend's beautiful red eyes, his heart was beating a mile a minute, and he could feel sweat gathering underneath his rain covered skin, yet he smiled. The two lovers leaned closer, shutting their eyes and pursing their lips. They could feel the others breathing as they grew nearer, anticipation growing.

BOOM!

Lightening streaked across the sky of Yongen-Jaya lighting up everything in the dark laundromat and almost immediately afterwards a clap of thunder so loud it shook the building.

"AAAH!" Mikoto screamed. Jolted by fear and surprise both her and Ren were thrusted back, their entangled bodies losing balance and falling down off the washer. They slammed down onto the cold ground in a pile, Ren on the back with Makoto sprayed out onto his chest.

"Ouch." Ren moaned lifting his head.

"Oh Gosh." Makoto said raising herself off Ren. "I am so sorry. I can't believe I let myself get spooked like that. Ren are yo-"

She was cut off when Ren pressed his lips against hers holding the back of her head to keep her in place. Makoto blushed eyes widening in surprise, but she soon centered herself and began kissing back. The half-naked couple made out for a few minutes until rolling over to their side. Giving Makoto a look underneath the washers.

"Hey," Makoto exclaims pulling away from Ren much to the young man's dismay. She crawled over him and reached under the washer reaching around for a while before pulling out a 500-yen coin. She laughs and slowly gets back on her feet. "Think this is enough for the dryer?"

"Hell yeah," Ren replies standing up as well. Two couple grab their soaked clothes and began loading them into the machine.

"Dry clothes. That will be nice." Makoto said before checking out her underwear clad body still dripping wet. "Too bad we're still soaked."

"Too bad we don't have a towel," Ren said, placing the last of his clothes in the dryer then suddenly froze. He had remembered something.

"Ren?" Mikoto asked noticing his stillness. "What's wrong."

Wordlessly Ren turned around and headed back out into the rain, cringing slightly as the droplets began pounding his bare chest, but that didn't deter him. Ren headed for the nearby bathhouse sitting only a few steps from the laundromat. It was closed for the day likely due to the storm, a large padlocked on its sliding door.

"What are you doing?" Makoto asked opening one of the laundromat's windows to talk some sense into her boyfriend. "The baths are closed just like everything else."

"I live across the street." Ren said wiping off his misty glasses. "I've met the owner many times. He's a nice old man, likes to use the baths from time to time as well even when it rains." Ren approached the drink machine sitting just to the right of the door as refreshment for any bathers too cheap to buy milk. The Phantom Thief got down onto his stomach, practically laying in runoff, and began feeling around underneath the machine. "Since I'm pretty Charming he recently offered me greater access to his Bathhouse, showed me how to fill the tub and everything and told me about the spare key he kept, umm, right here!" Ren stood back up triumphantly grasping a bronze key is his hand. Mikoto's face lit up.

"A-re you saying," She asked, eyes glittering. "We can use the baths."

"You bet," Rin nodded. "Although..."

"Although?"

Ren scratched his cheek. "I don't think I can fill up both tubs. Not alone"

"Oh, well um," Makoto pondered, her fingers tapping against the window seal. "I suppose we'll just have to take turns."

"Or," Ren said crossing his arms.

"Or?"

"You know what I'm implying." Ren replied with a certain degree of sass. "You still want to try new experiences, right?"

Makoto blushed; she did in fact know exactly what he was implying.

"I-It just wouldn't be proper." The brunette said brushing hair behind her ear. "This is a public bathhouse! We can't just go in there together and, and." Makoto's blush only intensified. She looked down and felt herself shrink down several sizes, her voice was but a whisper. "I'm just not sure I can do it ok."

Ren approached the window and placed his hands on hers, rubbing his thumbs against hers in a soothing manner. "Hey, you can do anything. If you don't want to that's fine, we'll just take turns, but don't make up some bullshit about how you can't. You're too strong for that."

Makoto looked up at her boyfriend once more. A warm smile stretched across his face. It reminded her of who he was. Someone she could trust. Someone she felt safe with. Someone who made her believe in herself. Makoto shut her eyes and took a deep breath. He could see right through her. Know her better then she knew herself. She exhaled and steeled herself for what came next.

"Alright. But you have to go in first." Makoto said. "I need a minute to psych myself up."

"That's cool." Ren said, his smile becoming sinister. "Then I might as well get started now."

Before Makoto could even process what her boyfriend had just said he bent over, disappearing beneath the window before reemerging a second later. Makoto was confused for a moment until she notices the black garment in his hand. Ren's briefs.

"Ah-ah y-you." Makoto stutters as her face grows redder. "You-r. N-n-nak-"

"See you in there." Ren smiles as though nothing is wrong before tossing his last article of clothing over her head and into the dryer. "And make sure you start the dryer before coming in."

Then he turned around and sprinted for the bathhouse. He fiddled with the lock for a few seconds letting Makoto get an eye full of his bare ass. She had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming. Her earlier bravado seemed to melt away at the literal naked truth of what they were about to do.

"Ok." Makoto fidgeted as she stepped away from the window. A chill ran down her spine but this time it wasn't from the cold. "Y-you can do this Niijima. It's like taking off a bandage."

Makoto's fingers trembled as they brushed against the clasp of her water-soaked bra. Her shallow breaths were drowned out by the pitter patter of rain on the laundromat roof. She struggled with the clasp slipping once, twice, before finally giving way. A shaky exhale escaped her lips as the bra slid off her chest.

Her hands drifted downward, fingertips hooking into her waistband. She swallowed hard, her throat tight.

'It’ll just be me & Ren.' She thought. 'It's fine.'

Makoto’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her soaked panties, her breath hitching as the damp fabric clung stubbornly to her skin. She bit her lip, before they finally slid down her trembling thighs. Before she could even think Makoto scooped up her underwear and stuffing it in the dryer. She slammed the door and the machine roared to life as Makoto stood there, exposed. It suddenly clicked to her. She was now outside completely naked. Her arms instinctively crossed over her chest as her face went bright red and her mouth quivered. She turned a full 180 and sprinted outside barely noticing the rain falling on her head or squishing between her toes as headed for the bathhouse.