[Rin worries how Sousuke might perceive him after he answers. Will he start to think he's needy or desperate, maybe even clingy? Can he still look at him like he did before when they spoke on the gun range and tell him directly that he's still Rin and nothing will ever change that? Because sitting here alone, curled up and already starting to shiver, Rin doesn't feel quite like himself anymore. He should have been in bed hours ago. He should have gone for his evening run and ate a little better at dinner before Haru had to leave to visit Makoto down the street. ... He shouldn't feel this lonely, but he is.
Rin. You think too much.
Shaking his head, he finds some odd comfort in listening to Sousuke quietly move around on the other end even without looking he can already guess what he's doing. He's putting on pants, maybe a plain shirt or tank top, and a clean button down like he always does... Hm. His predictable, silly, quiet and lovable idiot of a best friend... Just how long are they going to be this way?]
Mm, wouldn't want you to get sick again.
[he says with a laugh, head tilted back while he stretches his legs out in the tub. There's hardly any heat left in the bath and almost all the suds have popped by now, so Rin slowly pushes himself up so he can step out and proceed to leave a nice trail of water on the bathroom floor and all the way out into the hallway. He's not bothering with clothes right now just to saunter over and unlock the front door, but he has to admit, the look his cat gives him before darting away into the kitchen is almost worth it. A scoff and he heads back to drain the water.]
And I'm not exactly dressed to go running after you this time either.
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Rin. You think too much.
Shaking his head, he finds some odd comfort in listening to Sousuke quietly move around on the other end even without looking he can already guess what he's doing. He's putting on pants, maybe a plain shirt or tank top, and a clean button down like he always does... Hm. His predictable, silly, quiet and lovable idiot of a best friend... Just how long are they going to be this way?]
Mm, wouldn't want you to get sick again.
[he says with a laugh, head tilted back while he stretches his legs out in the tub. There's hardly any heat left in the bath and almost all the suds have popped by now, so Rin slowly pushes himself up so he can step out and proceed to leave a nice trail of water on the bathroom floor and all the way out into the hallway. He's not bothering with clothes right now just to saunter over and unlock the front door, but he has to admit, the look his cat gives him before darting away into the kitchen is almost worth it. A scoff and he heads back to drain the water.]
And I'm not exactly dressed to go running after you this time either.