[Truth be told, he's cold, tired and really just not in the mood to deal with manly pride right now. So when that car pulls up, probably very warm compared to the bus stop bench, he wastes only a moment to steel himself against the direct torrent of the rain and climb into the offered passenger seat. He also silently vows never to forget whatever his wife's asked him to pick up ever again. Ever.
All Kotetsu receives for that trouble is a brow quirk at his shimmy and a soft sigh that even Byakuya is not sure is relief or just fatigue.
He does not quite appreciate the hoodie tossed at his head though.]
You're keeping busy.
[Has nothing to do with hoodies, but he gives Kotetsu a sharp glare for that. It's dry, where he is not. Can't complain too much about that.]
Working late again, I suppose?
[It's the only reason he can imagine Kotetsu being out here in this weather. At least, Byakuya doesn't see any milk for him in sight.
Even as he says that though, patting his hair dry with the hoodie, he eyes him. Maybe they don't see each other often, but he does (as does his family) worry about him. He's a foolish man and someone must.]
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All Kotetsu receives for that trouble is a brow quirk at his shimmy and a soft sigh that even Byakuya is not sure is relief or just fatigue.
He does not quite appreciate the hoodie tossed at his head though.]
You're keeping busy.
[Has nothing to do with hoodies, but he gives Kotetsu a sharp glare for that. It's dry, where he is not. Can't complain too much about that.]
Working late again, I suppose?
[It's the only reason he can imagine Kotetsu being out here in this weather. At least, Byakuya doesn't see any milk for him in sight.
Even as he says that though, patting his hair dry with the hoodie, he eyes him. Maybe they don't see each other often, but he does (as does his family) worry about him. He's a foolish man and someone must.]