He really should've expected something like this. Even he's not delusional enough to think he managed to get his words out clean and confident, and Haruaki isn't the type of person to ignore any signs of distress like that.
Which makes it much harder to keep up the already crumbling pretense of being completely fine. Nothing's spilling over just yet but his eyes are noticeably wetter, fighting against the soft pressure of his smile, so, so fond of the man he can't tear his gaze away from. ]
I will. I promise I'll tell you everything down to the smaaaallest little detail.
[ Haruaki sees that bright sheen of unshed tears, and it twists something in his chest that no one else has ever quite managed to touch before. He doesn't know why Akira's so affected exactly, but...
That doesn't change anything. He knew Akira had a soft heart beneath it all, and he'll protect it with all he's got.
And he's got quite a lot.
He squeezes Akira's shoulders, voice quiet. ]
No rush. Tell me when you're ready. I can wait.
[ He ducks in closer, presses his lips to Akira's cheek. It lingers there for a couple seconds before he straightens up, his own cheeks flushing bright. ]
[ That hand might as well be inside his chest instead, squeezing at his heart, because it would be getting the same exact results.
Akira can't help it, reaches up to place a hand on one of Haruaki's, wants to squeeze it himself and keep them both there but...there is still a world outside them.
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hehes louder and louder
Haruaki was ready to zoom out the door after that speech, hurry down to class, but–
He's never heard Akira's voice sound like that before. The words come out a little tighter, and with a surprisingly heavy weight to them.
He pauses, then–
Darts back over to the bed in the blink of an eye, hands on Akira's shoulders as he leans down close to his face. ]
Tell me sometime. Okay? I want to know.
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He really should've expected something like this. Even he's not delusional enough to think he managed to get his words out clean and confident, and Haruaki isn't the type of person to ignore any signs of distress like that.
Which makes it much harder to keep up the already crumbling pretense of being completely fine. Nothing's spilling over just yet but his eyes are noticeably wetter, fighting against the soft pressure of his smile, so, so fond of the man he can't tear his gaze away from. ]
I will. I promise I'll tell you everything down to the smaaaallest little detail.
sickening..... SICKENINGGGGGGGGG
That doesn't change anything. He knew Akira had a soft heart beneath it all, and he'll protect it with all he's got.
And he's got quite a lot.
He squeezes Akira's shoulders, voice quiet. ]
No rush. Tell me when you're ready. I can wait.
[ He ducks in closer, presses his lips to Akira's cheek. It lingers there for a couple seconds before he straightens up, his own cheeks flushing bright. ]
I'll see you after class?
CHEWS YOU CHEWS YOU CHEWS YOU
Akira can't help it, reaches up to place a hand on one of Haruaki's, wants to squeeze it himself and keep them both there but...there is still a world outside them.
So instead, he simply nods. ]
Mm. I'll see you then.