You'd look good in it. [ he says, and it feels a little more giddy than usual, the easy way he can exchange banter with samatoki laced with the feeling of mutual affection, a warmth that he's thought was there for so long that turned out to be real.
so when samatoki says "hold tight" ichiro's happy to listen. he wraps his arms around his waist like it's a perfect fit, bare hands coming to curl underneath his leather jacket, letting the warmth of samatoki's body heat keep his fingers from freezing even with the yokohama breeze.
he's used to his driving, but it doesn't mean that ichiro doesn't hold on tight, anyway, relishing in the closeness, pressed next to his shoulder and closing his eyes as they drive, and the world melts away to just old cologne and cigarette smoke and the back that's always in front of him. as they arrive, it takes him a moment to release, fingers slowly loosening from samatoki's shirt before he pushes himself to a full sitting position.
ichiro takes off the helmet and shakes out his wild dark hair, then looks at the actual apartment itself (and it's hard to take his eyes off of the burning star in front of him, but he'll try.) ] Thanks for having me. [ maybe a little teasing; he did kind of wheedle his way into coming over. ]
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so when samatoki says "hold tight" ichiro's happy to listen. he wraps his arms around his waist like it's a perfect fit, bare hands coming to curl underneath his leather jacket, letting the warmth of samatoki's body heat keep his fingers from freezing even with the yokohama breeze.
he's used to his driving, but it doesn't mean that ichiro doesn't hold on tight, anyway, relishing in the closeness, pressed next to his shoulder and closing his eyes as they drive, and the world melts away to just old cologne and cigarette smoke and the back that's always in front of him. as they arrive, it takes him a moment to release, fingers slowly loosening from samatoki's shirt before he pushes himself to a full sitting position.
ichiro takes off the helmet and shakes out his wild dark hair, then looks at the actual apartment itself (and it's hard to take his eyes off of the burning star in front of him, but he'll try.) ] Thanks for having me. [ maybe a little teasing; he did kind of wheedle his way into coming over. ]