[ whenever they go for a ride on his motorcycle, samatoki is usually in favour of taking the long way around nine times out of ten, but tonight is a little different because he's cold and it's the holidays and he doesn't want to spend a minute of it away from his family too long. ichiro counts as part of that family now too, even if there are feelings present that go beyond the type of love he feels for nemu. he doesn't say it out loud, but he's happy to have ichiro here either way.
he takes off his helmet too, shuffling his pockets for the house keys before tossing them at ichiro. the reason for it becomes clear when he grabs the helmet he leant him, because he sure isn't the one opening the door. gonna make ichiro work for it, a little. ]
Yeah, yeah. Figures something was up when I noticed Nemu preparing more food than necessary. [ he gestures at the door with a jerk of his head. ] Go ahead.
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he takes off his helmet too, shuffling his pockets for the house keys before tossing them at ichiro. the reason for it becomes clear when he grabs the helmet he leant him, because he sure isn't the one opening the door. gonna make ichiro work for it, a little. ]
Yeah, yeah. Figures something was up when I noticed Nemu preparing more food than necessary. [ he gestures at the door with a jerk of his head. ] Go ahead.
[ he'll follow. ]