Who: Tohru Adachi and Naomi Hunter
Where: Naomi's lab
Style: Third
Status: Closed
Javert kept him well over his leaving time, which irked him beyond words. The worst thing was that he could barely complain about it, just in case he slips up and lets on about his grudge that runs far deeper than any working relationship might. His pace was hurried as he finally left the office, his determination to be with Naomi no less than ten minutes ago keeping his footfall fast and heavy.
He didn't even break out the cigarettes to keep him company as he hurried to her, instead taking refuge in the fact that he'll be able to offer his... lover? company. He closed his eyes and shook his head, sliding his cold hands into his pockets to warm them up. The weather was still cold, and Adachi had never really cared for snow. He sighed and watched his breath linger in the air before him, his thoughts trailing back to Naomi and being right in her tight embrace able to tell her everything would be fine. Despite everything, he didn't exactly... like seeing her upset. It was strange to him.
He was soon there, a tentative hand knocking gently on her door, his posture awkward in the cold. He waited patiently for her to answer, expecting for her to take her time. She was a woman, after all.