[ Akira is only half asleep when the text comes in. His phone is still in his hand, so the buzzing wakes him up after the second text rolls in too quickly after the first. He waits, feeling the tell-tale feeling of his blood going too cold and then too hot, flushing through his body with worry and an anxiety he's not used to feeling at all.
Then Akechi admits what the dream was about, and Akira feels his stomach roll so alarmingly he sits up in bed and has to swallow several times before he trusts himself to not be sick.
He opens the messaging app and types and deletes several times --]
Who
Was it
Are you
Do you rem
Are you okay?
[ It's not enough -- it isn't enough in the slightest. But Akira doesn't know what else is safe to say right now. So -- concern. He shows concern. Because he is concerned. ]
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Then Akechi admits what the dream was about, and Akira feels his stomach roll so alarmingly he sits up in bed and has to swallow several times before he trusts himself to not be sick.
He opens the messaging app and types and deletes several times --]
WhoWas itAre youDo you remAre you okay?
[ It's not enough -- it isn't enough in the slightest. But Akira doesn't know what else is safe to say right now. So -- concern. He shows concern. Because he is concerned. ]