If he hadn’t been, before, Shion was most definitely warming up to his boyfriend again by that point. The scarf was wrapped relatively loosely, allowing just enough space to be comfortable and yet still keep them close and covered. Then, there was that arm. A familiar embrace that always reminded him that he was important to the bluenette - even when said male was being an ass.
When they finally made it out the door, the albino still seemed a bit off. He was walking extremely close and hugging on that arm - which in itself wasn’t all that new, but it was more the way in which the appendage was held. More than that, though. Shion had remained rather quiet as he calmly walked side by side with his lover - simply taking in Nezumi’s warmth and presence, along with the pitter patter of rain and puppy feet.
It had been a nice experience, while it lasted, and seemed to bring back the rest of Shion from whatever sulk he had fallen into during the actor’s short absence. However, with that came his usual behavior. The fact that Nezumi often walked at too ‘lazy’ of a pace for Shion at times, causing there to be tugging. Although, with their arrangement, tugging wasn’t really an option.
A few times, and a couple warnings, got the albino back on track again. He sort of became like his sulky self, except it was obvious this time that he was merely content and - dare one say - relaxed.
Yes, Shion… Relaxed.
Thus was the power of the dark-haired beauty that had signed his life away to be this hyperactive creature’s boyfriend.
This time around, the silence was much different than before and his hold on that arm was less clingy (in one sense of the word) and much more loving - adoring - instead. Although any mood that could have come from such a situation was most definitely ruined the moment he chose to open his mouth, with that cheerful expression plastered on his face. “I bet we look ridiculous.”
Nezumi had difficulty keeping track of both dog and boyfriend for a moment, until his strong voice broke through the sound of rain. “Both of you,heel!”
Now, that made his boyfriend jump slightly, and the dog finally listened. He would only tell Shion to heel if it was necessary, and at that moment he felt his scarf slide off from him, and did not have any plans of becoming soaked up a second time. He shifted it back to cover himself more properly, while making sure Shion still had his part around him. The dog could manage without a scarf. Besides, he would soon play, as the field he usually let the puppy loose in, came into view, despite the rain making it harder to see further ahead.
Shion was right though, they must look ridiculous as the image of what he created with the two of them, flashed before him. For once, he didn’t care. Shion seemed happier, and that’s what mattered at this moment.
Nezumi dug up Mercutio’s favorite toy, a tennis ball and handed it to Shion. “You get the first throw. Try to not throw like a girl,” he smirked and teased.