[He's quiet again for a while, just... trying to regulate himself. He's known for a while now that Akira wouldn't discard him, even if he tried to make him, but hearing it still feels like a solid punch to his stomach. There are so many things he's been told, verbally, that he's wanted to hear from someone-- anyone for so long, he doesn't know how to compartmentalize it actually happening. He climbs out of his head for a while and just sort of exists, focused on keeping his breathing even, until he rolls onto his back and reaches sideways to tangle one of his hands in Akira's again.]
...you're an absolute fool, and I'm the luckiest dead man alive to have somehow caught your interest.
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[He's quiet again for a while, just... trying to regulate himself. He's known for a while now that Akira wouldn't discard him, even if he tried to make him, but hearing it still feels like a solid punch to his stomach. There are so many things he's been told, verbally, that he's wanted to hear from someone-- anyone for so long, he doesn't know how to compartmentalize it actually happening. He climbs out of his head for a while and just sort of exists, focused on keeping his breathing even, until he rolls onto his back and reaches sideways to tangle one of his hands in Akira's again.]
...you're an absolute fool, and I'm the luckiest dead man alive to have somehow caught your interest.