[He follows her without any hesitation, almost jogging to reach the closet. At the actual threshold of that small pocket of darkness, though, he pauses but he doesn't have the chance to think as Kido pushes him in.
It's cramped and it's dark, and their breathing sounds too noisy so he holds his breath, too. His mouth is dry. If he closes his eyes he can't see the red glow of Kido's, proof that someone else was here too, so he keeps them open.
The closet door slides open halfway and Kano tenses--
(--sorry, sorry, i wasn't trying to hide...!)
--but Kido's eyes do their job. The door shuts again, leaving them back in darkness.
But the footsteps don't fade. They stop nearby.
Once the adrenaline wears off, Kano realizes how uncomfortable it really is inside. His back is pressing against a bucket and the interior smells musty. Without much thought he leans more against Kido's side, trying to keep his breathing light.]
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It's cramped and it's dark, and their breathing sounds too noisy so he holds his breath, too. His mouth is dry. If he closes his eyes he can't see the red glow of Kido's, proof that someone else was here too, so he keeps them open.
The closet door slides open halfway and Kano tenses--
(--sorry, sorry, i wasn't trying to hide...!)
--but Kido's eyes do their job. The door shuts again, leaving them back in darkness.
But the footsteps don't fade. They stop nearby.
Once the adrenaline wears off, Kano realizes how uncomfortable it really is inside. His back is pressing against a bucket and the interior smells musty. Without much thought he leans more against Kido's side, trying to keep his breathing light.]