[The worst part about being as pale-skinned as he was, and whatever in his mother's genetics gave him his honey-blond hair, was that it was horribly obvious for hours after the fact that he'd been crying. He forgot about that irritating little detail, so he's startled when he wakes up to the quiet drone of Sojiro Sakura's voice, and a blanket laid over him where he had completely passed out asleep against Akira's chest. His face goes redder, and he's confused until it occurs to him how terrible he probably looks.]
[He turns his face into Akira's collar to hide, mumbling several apologies when his mouth unsticks from the abject fear of being perceived at that specific moment.]
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[He turns his face into Akira's collar to hide, mumbling several apologies when his mouth unsticks from the abject fear of being perceived at that specific moment.]