Junbae heard someone's footsteps coming towards his door, he looked to his right and saw that it was the infamous Ichiro! he made a little quirk about calling him that, since, well. He is! Ichiro entered the room, he smelt of tobbaco.He walked over to Junbae and sat on the floor beside the bed. "Hey Junbae. How's it going?" Mumbled Ichiro, looking up at Junbae and smiling.
Junbae let out a cough before he could speak, and then another. The smell of Tobbaco was very strong, smelt like Ichiro had just lit a fresh one, and now the smell was all over him. Junbae pulled up his covers to his nose and waved. "I-im good Ichiro San!
how..are you?!" he said, his voice muffled from the blanket sheilding his mouth and nose. Junbae felt very rude doing this "Sorry, but..Ichiro you have gotta stop smoking! it's bad for your heart and lungs!" He poked in the middle of Ichiros chest. "It's very very bad! did you know that e-every cigarette you smoke takes 14 minutes off of your life!!??" Said Junbae. He was about to continue ranting, realizing Ichiro was still on the floor.
He looked down at Ichiro. "H-hey, um..Ichiro you can sit at the foot of my bed if you want..i don't want you to feel uncomfortable!" He didn't offer for him to sit in the chair, since it was Sae's seat and she would have Ichiro get off once she returned, leaving poor Ichiro to sit on the cold floor again... The smell of the tobbaco was lingering around the room, but it wasn't quite as strong as it was earlier, thank goodness the window was cracked open a little, or else Junbae would have probably keeled over. He was begnning to wonder when Sae and the others were to return.
Junbae wanted to have a nice talk with Ichiro for however long it would take for Sae to get back "Why not?! it could be bro bonding!" chuckled junabe under his breath at the term....bro.....bonding. Ichiro wasn't one to start conversations, he'd probably just sit there and look around the room and day dream or something, and Junabe heard him faintly say "I really don't have the energy for this." when he was on his was up towards his room. But Junabe was going to force the engery outta him! no matter what! So he began asking a question Ichiro would most deffinatley find trifling.
Junabe moved the covers down from his face and began the conversation. "So, what's your favorite cake flavor?! im planning on asking what everyone's favorite is so i could make them into cupcakes or something! not sure yet...but i plan on doing it as soon as it get well enough!" Junabe tilted his head and smiled in excitement. What a strange habit of his it was, stupidly tilting his head like an excited little puppy. All he needed now was a tail to wag.