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slow and steady wins the race!

[sweated]

[It wasn't like Kenta didn't want to make the offer but if he didn't, he was pretty sure Kouta would've followed Kominato back out into the snow and then nobody wins. This way Kouta is happy, Kenta himself is very happy, and Kominato seems happy, so it works out well. He shakes his head when Kominato suggests it might be trouble.]

It's no trouble. The only person I'd have to ask is my roommate and he's already made up his mind.

[As if on cue, that 'roommate' backs up and wiggles expectantly, giving Kominato room to come further in through the door. Kenta does the same, smiling when Kominato bows and hoping that smile can hide his admittedly disproportionate happiness that even while bowing, Kominato's addressing him with a nickname. The bow is unnecessary, really, but he appreciates the respectfulness of the gesture just the same. Kominato's proper that way.]

Of course. I'm not just gonna kick you back out into the cold. Can I take your stuff? I'll hang your coat by the heater.

o/

[2b]

[ even just the little bit of warmth from the entrance of the apartment is inviting, and haruichi exhales a last puff of cold-steam dragon breath, his ice cold fingers moving up to undo the buttons on his coat. he's just down to the third button as zono lets him in, and he gives him a sweet smile as he pulls it off. ]

That'd be great. [ seriously, how sweet... the idea of a warm coat is almost as enticing as the warmth of the apartment itself. haruichi folds the coat over his arm, careful not to get water on zono's nice floors, and passes it off, turning his attention back to kouta. from where he's leaning down to scratch at the dog's ears, he gets a good look at kenta's apartment--similar layout to his, but it seems to suit him somehow. kouta's presence is everywhere, too, and he spots a rawhide bone somewhere under the table.

it's nice. it's a nice space to occupy with someone he likes quite a bit, and he ruffles kouta's ears and asks-- ] What were you studying for? Maybe I can help. It's the least I could do..

[sweated]

It's no problem.

[ The warmth of that smile banishes any lingering chill from having the door open. It takes zero effort to hang Kominato's coat, after all, and in fact it works out better. Once he's inside, the narrow kitchen is a little crowded with all three of them in it, so Kenta steps out into the living room and takes his own coat from the hook above the heater, putting Kominato's there in its place. He darts into his bedroom to chuck the coat onto the bed then shuts the door because it's... not the neatest part of the apartment to be sure.

Kominato's petting Kouta when he gets back and it's a sweet scene, really, one he's hesitant to break up with his own conversation. Luckily, Kominato does it for him. ]

Oh, uh, it was for computational math. We're working on game theory stuff and if it sounds complicated when I say it then that's a tiny glimpse of how it feels trying to read it.

[ Kenta knows he's not stupid but he also knows he's never been the smartest guy. He likes math, likes the clarity of the paths it takes, but some of those paths are like knots of thread. Sure, the ends are easy to see, but the getting there...

Then he realizes how his complaining probably sounds and freezes. Kenta, you idiot. ]

Not that I'm turning you down! It's just probably going to be really boring.

[2b]

[ as haruichi settles in to truly lavish kouta with all of his attention, he ends up flushing a little at the school subject in question. in truth, he was hoping he might be able to actually help--a vision of them leaning just a little too close over a textbook flashed embarrassingly through his head--but game theory?

he can hear ryousuke in his head. should have studied your math more, haruichi.

...well. at any rate, haruichi will give it his best shot. his father is an accountant and his brother is going to end up some kind of math professor at this rate. surely, haruichi can figure it out. his own stubbornness will lead him to the answer, or at least some approximation of it--

though he pauses when zono corrects himself and ends up flushing, waving his hands in front of his own face as he tries to wave it off. ] No, no! It's alright. I have my own homework too. I could try and take a look at yours--oh, though I don't know that much about it.

[ a pause, and then he smiles a little sheepishly, still residually red, his hand stalling in kouta's fur. ] Collaboration? Maybe two heads might be better than one.

[sweated]

[ Kenta spends a disproportionate amount of time thinking how great life might be if he and Kouta could switch places once in a while and he could spend the day sleeping while his dog went to class, but right now it's both overwhelming and incredibly awkward. Kenta doesn't even have hair so the idea of Kominato ruffling his like he's doing with Kouta's fur is ridiculous. Not that that makes it any easier to dismiss.

He's in so much trouble.

He's relieved when Kominato offers up his own work instead, and it shows in the way his shoulders and brows relax. ]

Or we could have a look at yours? I don't know how much help I'd be, but I could use a break from what I'm working on and it'll still be there later. Or... we could play the odds that class is cancelled tomorrow because of the weather, blow everything off and play video games. Just another option.