Between cooking for the company, honing his photography skills, practices, schoolwork, and checking up on his family, Omi has a lot on his plate. Sometimes, he's just tired to the bone but sitting still and resting has never been his favorite thing.
So when Tasuku invites him for an early morning weekend job, he takes it without hesitation.
"Do you always go this route, Tasuku-san?" It takes him out even just to ask. Omi has to stop and take a deep breath because he just can't keep up with this pace.
Theoretically, Omi knows how fit Tasuku is. He keeps a strict work-out routine and even arranges for the small little football club to have matches with others. But he hadn't realized that part of that regime was an instant attempt to run 15 km in an hour. Omi is in good condition but even he is struggling.
"Yeah, it's the best way to optimize time and distance." Tasuku takes one of his small water bottles from his running belt and offers it to Omi. "Sorry, I usually take the longest distances on Saturday. You usually have good stamina and I kind of just started running."
There's only so much a small container can hold but it has to do. Omi tries not to down it all in one go but fails. At least he feels a modicum of life again within him.
Tasuku chuckles at the sight. "We can slow down from here on. You don't have practice, right?"
"No...oh. I haven't finished the prepwork for breakfast yet..."
Tasuku shakes his head and waves the sentiment off. "Those guys can take of themselves. You've got to have some down time too, Fushimi."
He pats Omi’s shoulder and gives an encouraging smile.
It’s relieving. Maybe he'll run with Tasuku next time too.
