“Guess I can't blame you for that.” He had his face in magazines before and all, but nowhere near what Kise put out. Least there was a way for his friend to get his security prepared for Sousuke showing up. The question merely earned a shrug. Rhetorical and a little teasing. “Because I'm not sixteen anymore?” he offered.

And rounded to the side as he was directed to the elevator. Good, he wasn't fond of first-floor rooms either. Sousuke slipped inside the elevator once the doors opened and leaned back against the wall, one ankle crossed over his other, his arms crossed over his chest.

A dark brow arched. “Aa. Why do you ask?”