[ The second Akira's arms begin to encircle him, Haruaki flings his own around the good doctor, tugging him in closecloseclose and burying his teary face down against his shoulder. His words come out wet and muffled. ]
Don't say thaaaat... it's not about evening out anything...
[ He knows that's not really what Akira meant, at least not for this– he isn't doing any of this because he thinks he has to repay Haruaki. He's doing it out of the endless, loving goodness of his heart, just because he wants to celebrate today and see Haruaki happy, and– that's worse, actually! That just makes his tears flow faster!
Perhaps concerningly, Haruaki isn't dramatically wailing his way through them. Besides the occasional sniffle, his tears are silent as he squeezes Akira tight. ]
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Don't say thaaaat... it's not about evening out anything...
[ He knows that's not really what Akira meant, at least not for this– he isn't doing any of this because he thinks he has to repay Haruaki. He's doing it out of the endless, loving goodness of his heart, just because he wants to celebrate today and see Haruaki happy, and– that's worse, actually! That just makes his tears flow faster!
Perhaps concerningly, Haruaki isn't dramatically wailing his way through them. Besides the occasional sniffle, his tears are silent as he squeezes Akira tight. ]