"Mm... Big, tall, stupid a*****e of a boyfriend, but.." He loved the grumpy man, even if Kazuo ended up crying more than he wanted to around the guy. "Should be here soon," he muttered and then whined. It meant he had to get up. It meant he had to go back out in the cold. Ugh. Sure, Japan had cold winters, but it didn't mean he was acclimated to them, or these stupid cold bursts of wind. He stared at the door and willed it to be summer. Nice hot summer, where he could thaw out the cold that seeped into his bones and made him feel so old lately.
"When I come see you again, I won't be sick."
Kyuseisha no Hikari