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[ The journey to the station, meeting up with the guy, relocating to their final destination and making the appropriate transaction in a seemingly empty room has all gone successfully enough. There's the unspoken concern for Nazuna's companion but that is a matter to be addressed once they've secured their privacy. He does glimpse up at the other boy as they proceed down the hall though he's soon distracted with searching for the room number that matches with his key card.

Ah.

Nazuna comes to an unannounced halt and blindly reaches behind him to grab at Asahi to prevent him from wandering further. While no apology is offered, he's quick to withdraw his hand to wordlessly focus on working the door open. There's a short click almost immediately and he pushes his weight against the door before the back handle unintentionally knocks against the wall and reveals the room in its full glory. After the light switch is flipped up, that is.

As his shoulders slump forward, Nazuna forces himself to stand properly once more. He peers over to Asahi nd jerks his head in the room's direction, expecting him to go inside first.

What's waiting for them isn't horribly lavish and just barely misses the mark of passing for a standard hotel room. There's a good sized bed at the far end, a television monitor hovering above a dresser, a miniature fridge and a door that presumably leads to a bathroom. But the lack of windows and one wall being partially lined with mirrors serves as a reminder of the room's purpose.

It's all stuff that is going to be investigated further in a second.

A sigh of relief leaves Nazuna when he finally steps inside. The hood of his jacket is pushed off his head when the door is closed. Okay, he can relax for two seconds. Now he squats down to get his shoes off. ]

This is all ours for the next three hours... ♪

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Oof. [He says in a small little way, just a surprised exhale. He feels flustered, because accepting compliments is hard, but Nito isn't exactly going to change his mind about this, Asahi can tell.]

M-Maybe..? It would be nice, though. To have kouhai look up to me.

I know the feeling. I wish I could be a cool senpai but I know I'm not.

[ He shrugs. ]

So we do what we can, just like you said.

[He shrugs back.] I think you're cool. Incredibly cool. So, uh, there's that?

[ An irruption of laughter follows. ]

Yer a third year! Sho that doeshn't count!

Should it count more? [Asahi asks with a thoughtful frown.] From another third year?

[ The laughter abruptly ends, ]

Nope, not at all.

[Asahi doesn't think he agrees, but all he can do is shrug. They can just have differing opinions. Although..]

This is probably ironic coming from me, but... I think you should maybe be easier on yourself?

It is ironic coming from you. Asachin has to keep me on my toes, huh?

I, uh, just wanted to speak my mind. [He says with a little laugh.

Asahi directs Nito to turn on the next side street, then points to a decently sized house at the end of the block.]

That's us.

[ He perks up, proceeding to put a little more pep in his step. ]

Soon I get Asachin all to myself~!

[That makes him blush, but he quickens his pace a little, too. They get to the house, and Asahi lets them in. He takes his shoes off in the genkan, and invites Nito to set his bag down.]

Would you like a drink?

[ His bag is set down as nicely as possible before he steps out of his shoes. The red socks on his feet today are rabbit-less but life goes on. ]

Um, water would be nice~?

Of course! [He nods quickly, and steps into the house proper.] You can follow me.

[The entryway of the house is a bit small, but the living room Asahi walks them past is well-sized. Beyond that is a staircase and another shut room, and on the right is the kitchen. Asahi gets Nito a glass of water, and then goes to the fridge.]

Can I get you anything else? Tea? Sports drinks? Oh, um, we have some rice crackers here...

[He goes into a cabinet and brings out two pre-packaged portion of little rice crackers, passing one to Nito.]

[ The guy has suddenly transformed into the super host, huh... And Nazuna has no reason to be anything but cooperative. He thanks Asahi for the water and carefully holds it with two hands. ]

Um, the water's fine—

[ Is Asahi trying to send him running to the bathroom?

He opts to switch the glass into his right hand so he can accept the surprise rice crackers. ]

I'm okay, really~? I have more than I know what to do with...

[Okay? Okay. Asahi will try to calm down. He gets water for himself, too.]

My room is upstairs. We can go sit there? Um, I can carry your glass for you.

[Has Nito never been to someone else's house? He seems so bewildered.]

I can carry it. Besides, you've got your own to deal with.

[ He simply didn't expect the unnecessary attention. But it's not something he's stupid enough to hold against Asahi. ]

I'll follow you. It's time for the moment of truth; to see how clean Asachin's room is.

[With a nervous laugh, Asahi leads the way up to his room. There's really no need for the nervousness; once they get inside, it's clear Asahi's room is pretty neat. There's a pile of laundry, but it's neatly contained in a hamper; his volleyball uniform is hung on one closet door, his jacket is over his chair, and his school uniform is neatly folded on top of his schoolbag. There is some clutter here and there; books on the desk, a little music player and some small trophies on his dresser, but otherwise it's as normal as any other teenage boy's room.]

Come in, and um, sit wherever you like.

Ah, okay...

[ Asahi's words almost go unheard with Nazuna busy absorbing the bedroom's details. There are just little hints of what kind of life the owner is living and they intrigue him in spite of being somewhat mundane. The blond thoughtlessly wanders further into the room, making a beeline to the closet to get a better look at what's undoubtedly a sport uniform.

He doesn't reach out to touch anything, eyes catching something else for him to investigate. His facial features soften the more he takes in. It's definitely homey even though he's failed to sit himself down as of yet. ]

[It is a little nerve-wracking to have his room inspected so thoroughly, but Asahi just reminds himself that he expected this, and that he has nothing to hide from Nito. It is a little embarrassing that some self-help books are there on his shelf, and he hopes that maybe Nito won't comment?

Asahi himself sits on the floor, and silently watches and worries, trying to figure out what Nito's thinking.]

[ Nito's not going to comment— not on those books, anyway. He definitely sees them but they aren't seen as a source for a potential joke. They're an implication of Asahi's efforts even if he can't say for sure whether or not they get read at all.

It's not before too long that he runs out of things to examine and he joins Asahi on the floor. He crosses his legs, ]

Asachin doesn't have anything inappropriate laying around so good job~?

W-Why would I have that? And leave it lying around if I have a guest coming?

[Well, at least all that comes is good-natured ribbing. Although Asahi does know what the Internet is, so he's not going to keep things around for anyone to find.]

[ There's a long sip of water before— ]

So you're saying you do have something like that?

[Predictably, Asahi chokes on nothing and turns vibrantly red.]

N-no! Of course not! I-I mean, obviously there's nothing wrong with it, but I wouldn't, um, just have it..

[ He reaches to lightly pat Asahi on the back though it's soon clear that he's going to live. ]

Yeah, nothing's wrong with it~? But Asachin doesn't strike me as the type to keep toys around.

T-Toys..? [He repeats, getting even redder and gaping at Nito.] I thought-- I thought you meant, um, magazines!