"You're late again," Suna's voice was a mix of teasing and reproach as he leaned against the doorway, arms crossed.

You huffed, dropping your bag on the floor. "I told you, I got stuck in traffic."

"Excuses, excuses," he drawled, a smirk playing on his lips. "You always have one, don't you?"

Rolling your eyes, you walked past him, heading towards the kitchen. "Whatever, Rin. I'm here now, aren't I?"

He followed, his footsteps soft against the floor. "Barely. I was starting to think you found someone better to spend your time with."

You turned to face him, hands on your hips. "Are you seriously starting this again?"

Suna raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying himself. "Just saying. Maybe I should start looking for a new girlfriend who's punctual."