[ subaru isn't the only one who can sense the arrival of something—many somethings. ah, but luckily one of them is able to be useful here, with that familiar shape. goodness, imagine being jealous of the air.
but there's no time for that, really. subaru's fingers lace with his, pulling him along, and he squeezes back even as he falls into step with the other—though the cool touch of his skin is noticeable against his usual warmth. around a corner, ducking into what may have an alley, the cover alone is something to be grateful for. even more so when they cut through the block and come out the other side, finding something useful before them.
closing the distance, the gentle light that had led them here sputters out, but it's more than done its job. what it's led them to is a post locker, lined with compartments of various sizes, including...
one that might just be big enough to fit the two of them.
there's some doubt nagging in choi's mind as his gaze rests on it, but beggars can't be choosers, and this is where subaru's sigil led them after all. he'll disentangle his fingers from subaru's with a smile tossed in his direction—let him handle this. then, he makes his way right up to the largest of the lockers, takes the handle in both hands, and pulls.
there's a groan from the structure, but after a moment, it gives with a resounding crack. something that might draw more attention than is preferable right now, but can't really be avoided either. that just means it's all the more important for him to start gesturing for subaru to come over, to step inside first. ]
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but there's no time for that, really. subaru's fingers lace with his, pulling him along, and he squeezes back even as he falls into step with the other—though the cool touch of his skin is noticeable against his usual warmth. around a corner, ducking into what may have an alley, the cover alone is something to be grateful for. even more so when they cut through the block and come out the other side, finding something useful before them.
closing the distance, the gentle light that had led them here sputters out, but it's more than done its job. what it's led them to is a post locker, lined with compartments of various sizes, including...
one that might just be big enough to fit the two of them.
there's some doubt nagging in choi's mind as his gaze rests on it, but beggars can't be choosers, and this is where subaru's sigil led them after all. he'll disentangle his fingers from subaru's with a smile tossed in his direction—let him handle this. then, he makes his way right up to the largest of the lockers, takes the handle in both hands, and pulls.
there's a groan from the structure, but after a moment, it gives with a resounding crack. something that might draw more attention than is preferable right now, but can't really be avoided either. that just means it's all the more important for him to start gesturing for subaru to come over, to step inside first. ]
Come on, you first.