Just for one moment, very briefly, Fudou's hand leaves the handle of the motorcycle to rest over Sakuma's, warm hand covering his smaller one, shielding it from the sharp wind. It's gone as soon as it came, the roar of the wind coming back as soon as their exchange is over, drowning out any other sounds for the rest of the drive.
When Fudou stops, they're at a place where that wind smells of the sea, the sound of waves lapping at the harbor reaching their ears as the reverberation of the engine fades away. Fudou stays on the motorcycle even once it's stopped, waiting for Sakuma to get to his feet, but he says, very softly,]
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Just for one moment, very briefly, Fudou's hand leaves the handle of the motorcycle to rest over Sakuma's, warm hand covering his smaller one, shielding it from the sharp wind. It's gone as soon as it came, the roar of the wind coming back as soon as their exchange is over, drowning out any other sounds for the rest of the drive.
When Fudou stops, they're at a place where that wind smells of the sea, the sound of waves lapping at the harbor reaching their ears as the reverberation of the engine fades away. Fudou stays on the motorcycle even once it's stopped, waiting for Sakuma to get to his feet, but he says, very softly,]
We're here.