Requested by @ros3gg

~Lance POV~

"You've got this Lance!" Hunk encourages while massaging my shoulders. I nod confidently. I've been swimming for as long as I can remember. In Cuba I lived near the beach with the rest of my family but for me swimming was great to do. I got on the swim team in High school and trained a lot. Soon I tried for the Olympics and I didn't make it the first time. Nor the 2nd. But soon I tried again and got the spot. The final teams to swim was Cuba, U.S.A, and Korea. Apparently they had a really great swimmer. I, for one, would like to prove them wrong. "Time for swimmers to get in stance. The race will begin soon." The speakers announced and Hunk wishes me luck again.

I make my way to one end of the pool and start to stretch. Soon I hear walking and I turn to my right and I blush. They never told me that the Korean swimmer was hot. The dude was fit as fuck. A bit shorter than me, a scar on his right face, red shorts, and a white swim cap. I turn away from him. Damn.

~Keith POV~

I never really wanted to be in the Olympics but Shiro insisted. I sigh and walk to my spot at the end of the pool. I've heard that Cuba has tried many times and now here he is and that the U.S.A has a problem with their swimmer. I stretch a little and look at the people next to me. The U.S.A swimmer had long ass hair and it was white. He was taller too. I look to my left and find myself staring. He was wearing blue shorts and a white cap like mine. He was taller than me but a bit shorter than the american. He looks over to me. I blush as he smirks and I look away.

"On Your Marks..." The speaker scares me a bit but I pull my goggles on either way. I look back to the Cuban and he looks to me again. He winks just as the speaker says "get set." I blush again. "Good luck, Mullet." He says and like that the gun is triggered. I got a late start just because of him. I catch up to him and under water I smirk as I leave him behind. As I get close to the other end of the pool I get ready to switch direction. Like that I use my feet to push off the wall. It seems the American didn't get a chance since I didn't see him in the pool. The Cuban catches up to me as we get close to the other end again. Before I knew it I hit the wall on accident and gasped for air. I look around people are cheering. I smirk and   wave to the audience. I look back to just on time see the Cuban pop out of the water. I feel a hand tap my shoulder. I smile realizing Shiro was the hand. I take the arm and get on the wet concrete floor. "Great job Keith." Shiro hugs me. "Ugh Shiro let go of me!" I laugh. After he lets go, people come to take my picture. After that I try to find the Cuban but no luck. I sigh and was about to leave till I feel a hand on my shoulder. It was the Cuban. "Heyya. Great job out there." He scratches the back of his neck. I smile. "Same to you. Never got your name." I say. "The name's Lance McClain of Cuba. Yours?" "Keith Kogane of Korea." I reply. "I was wondering if you um, want to talk... sometime?" He asks blushing madly and so do I. "Sure." I reply and we exchange numbers. Millions of news people asked us questions after that and even took pictures. We were caught up in the crowd and there was no escape.

~Hunk and Shiro POV~

These two are dense af