When Kotetsu came home, the sight that greeted him would have been comical if Barnaby wasn't sniffling after what looked to be a fairly recent cry.

There was a bottle of rum that Kotetsu knew had been unopened prior, now with a significant portion gone. Barnaby looked tipsy, especially as he dug a spoon into the gallon of ice cream situated between his legs, hand wobbling a little as he stuffed the spoon into his mouth with another pointed sniff.

"Uh… Bunny?"

The blond jerked, glancing up at the call of that 'insipid' nickname. "Oh. You're home." And that was it, all before he began shoveling another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

It was then that Kotetsu belatedly noticed he was huddled up in a blanket, burrowed underneath it as if he had made it his nest and had no intentions of ever leaving. That, coupled with the alcohol, and the copious amounts of ice cream –

Were those his slippers on Bunny's feet?

"… Bunny, you okay?"

A wet huff followed the question. "Does it look like I'm okay?" Being drunk and emotional, Barnaby's words slurred a bit, making his tongue catch and lisp his words just slightly. Kotetsu wanted to tell him it was cute, but now really wasn't the time.

"Not… really – "

"Because I'm not. I'm not okay. I'm tired and exhausted and you're late." The spoon was jabbed in Kotetsu's direction before it sunk back into the ice cream with renewed vigor.

"The train was delayed – "

"I missed you."

Oh. Wasn't that always the crux of it? Barnaby stared at him, pretty, long lashes wet with tears, and stuffed another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

Yes. All sorts of adorable. All sorts of sweet that Barnaby missed him this much.

"… Well, I'm home now, aren't I?" Kotetsu dropped himself down onto the couch, slinging an arm around the blond's shoulders and dragging him closer. "No more crying – and share that ice cream with me, you don't need all of it."

"But I do." It was a huff of a response, no matter how Barnaby leaned into his hold all the same and begrudgingly offered Kotetsu his spoon seconds later.

Yes – the only thing that wasn't cute about this was the prospect of a hung-over Bunny the next morning. All good things had to come to an end, Kotetsu supposed.