kotetsuhaga:

     “man, what have you been doing here without me, then?” he walks backwards, thick arms raising behind his head to hook behind his neck. the cheeky smile is there on his lips, before he almost trips over his own feet. he rights himself before a fall, straightening his shirt, “shut up.” before izumo can even say anything.

     once outside, he looks to his friend like a dog looks toward it’s food bowl, “if i ever say no to that question, ask me again in five minutes. i could always eat. that sounds really good, a beer and hot food.” he motions forward, elegant hand motion and everything for izumo to step in front of him, “lead the way.”

    “working.” izumo nudges kotetsu’s shoulder pointedly. “being a personal trainer’s not easy, you know.” he bites back a snicker when kotetsu stumbles, paying no heed to his words. you haven’t changed, he thinks, fond. 

     shoving his hands into his pockets, he slants a smile at his friend, turning a right onto the sidewalk and tilting his head for kotetsu to follow. “beer garden it is. if you still have an appetite like i remember, then i’m glad you’re paying.”