“c’mon, lets go out! get a few drinks!” kotetsu rolls his roommates shoulders, gentle a little though considering they’ve only just finished moving the rest of his things in. tired he may be, tonight calls for celebration.
“i got into pastry school, nothing broke in the move, and we’re reunited!” he rounds the chair izumo sits in, dropping to a knee in front of him. the giant smile on his face falls to a pout, full-fledged and puppy-dog-esque.
“i need my wing man in the big city.”
izumo oofs at the contact, though it’s more for show than anything. kotetsu’s smile is contagious– it’s hard to not mirror him, and izumo offers a gentle laugh in response. “what, already eager to see the city scene, ‘tetsu? you’re not tired?”
his gaze drops to where kotetsu drops in front of him, and his laugh changes to a snort. “oh, is that all i’m good for? it’ll be just like old times.”
it’s hard to say no to that pout. curses. izumo moves to stand with a tiny shake of his head, though the smile remains. “if you get rejected, you’re not allowed to come crying to me.”