#houndbitten

     the umbrella eases some of the scattered rain drops that have started to soak through his jacket, but he’s not covered entirely. with a contemplative hum, he leans into raihan, squeezing them shoulder to shoulder ( well … shoulder to bicep, but whatever. height thing. ) and shoots the other a grateful smile. “ something like that. ” it’s a shame, really. he always enjoys these visits. it’s a happy, welcome break from the busy life of galar’s champion. he bites back a sigh at the thought of his newly updated schedule that rotom had pinged him in on earlier. ah well. he’s lucky he had this much time to himself as it is. “ i never am. ” a slow grin plays at his lip. he shoves at raihan’s side with his elbow, “ what’s the matter ?? miss me already ?? y’know, if you wanted another battle before i left, you coulda just asked. i’m always happy to oblige. ”

  “ We both haven’t showered, so let’s head back-- I know I smell like guts right now. ”

        “ he’s been a bit moody lately. “ leon watches his charizard stomp off in a huff, tail kicking up sand and dust that leaves his dragapult hacking. “ maybe i should give ‘em a break. i’ve been working them overtime with this sudden dynamax thing. ” he rubs his chin, mindlessly adjusting his snapback in what’s more of a nervous tick than anything.  “ ‘course that might just make him more upset with me. ” his charizard pushes himself just as hard, if not more, than leon does normally -- they’re both champions, after all. “ -- or maybe i’m just overthinking it and he’s still mad i got off on the wrong stop two times heading over here. ” he pauses, a grin that’s equal parts unashamed and bashful. “ well. three times. hammerlocke is really too big, rai. ”

   “ what are you going on about, huh ?? ” he’s perturbed only because the onigiri in his hands grows colder the longer he waits to eat it. for giyuu, after all, sabito always takes the time and he does so without any griping. well. most of the time. when he’s not asking such FOOLISH questions. sabito leans back on his free hand and heaves a sigh, “ seriously, you – when are ya gonna get it already ?? ” his head shakes, “ we’re friends, giyuu. you’re my best friend !! i’m not keeping score over here. ” his ever present smile is bright, despite his exasperated tone, but his eyes are plenty serious when he levels his companion with a familiar look, “ anything i do for you, i do it because i want to and i know you’d do the same for me. you have done the same for me a lotta the time. don’t discredit your hard work, giyuu. that’s an insult to you, me, and sensei – and you know how he gets. ” a laugh, soft and a clear call for an end to any further argument from his raven haired friend, and sabito bites into his food. it’s luke warm, but he’ll deal with it. “ now hurry up and eat so we can get back to training before we both get chewed out. ”