[ Oh, no. No no no no, not that voice. Not that face. Hearing it again so close, so clear, Haruaki's long fingers are suddenly snaking through the gaps in Akira's ribcage, taking a firm hold on his heart and squeezing.
He's thought about this before. Idle daydreaming about being so close during those times he has a moment to let his mind rest and go blank for just a moment.
It feels a lot like that right now.
Maybe he is tired. Maybe that's why it all melds together, daydream and reality, and his eyes are sliding shut to gently, so gently, close the distance between their lips. ]
hhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
He's thought about this before. Idle daydreaming about being so close during those times he has a moment to let his mind rest and go blank for just a moment.
It feels a lot like that right now.
Maybe he is tired. Maybe that's why it all melds together, daydream and reality, and his eyes are sliding shut to gently, so gently, close the distance between their lips. ]