trainsick A return to normalcy

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[Kusakabe hums as he walks with his head up, his fingers tangled loosely around Sajou's. He's calmed considerably since they've been out in the open air. The night is nice, even if it is a little bit chilly. And more than anything, he's grateful. He's grateful for Sajou's presence, both back in the school and now, while he's accompanying him home. He had no reason not to believe it when Sajou had told him that his mother believed he'd gone over to the Kusakabe home for the night. He isn't even sure that Sajou would have it in him to lie to his mother. He's told his fair share of fibs, but he wasn't exactly a good liar at the best of times.

When they reach his house, he unlocks the door with one hand, rather than taking the one wrapped around Sajou's back. He pockets his keys and steps into the darkened hallway, glancing around for signs of life then turning back to Sajou with his finger to his lips in a silent shoosh. Everyone was, reasonably, asleep. No reason to wake them up now. So he toes off his shoes at the door and almost theatrically tiptoes his way through the house and leads the way to his bedroom. Sajou can get comfortable, and he could probably find them something to snack on, if they were hungry.

But maybe he's getting ahead of himself already. Sajou's never been to his house before, they always met at school or after school, or sometimes at a cafe if they had the time to just sit and be quiet together.]

Lamp's there by the bed. I'll go get the spare futon. [He strips off his sweater and folds it haphazardly to leave on the seat of his chair before going to find the futon in question.]