Haruto would have things to say about Nitoh's opinion of his rain preparations, mostly 'I care about the state of my hair', and 'have you never been outside when the rain gets worse, because it does that sometimes, you idiot'. Instead, he's distracted, because Nitoh is pressed up against him in exactly the way he was trying to avoid, because self control was hard in a situation like this. He kisses back, leaning against Nitoh with a half-sigh.

The elevator door opens with a 'ding', and he backs off enough to pant against the corner of Nitoh's mouth. "Kousuke," he says, with an edge. Then he twists his head to look at the elevator--empty. Good. He shifts, pulling his hand from Nitoh's to get his grip in the fabric of Nitoh's sweater, and tugs, moving toward it. Seven floors of shoving Nitoh up against a corner and kissing him--not his idea of a bad birthday, really.