[ Akira stops too. He's not letting Akechi get under his skin again, in part because they're in public and punching him would not go over well with the elderly passerbys. Instead, he just steps closer, grabbing onto Akechi's waist and raising his hand. The bruise on Akechi's jaw is still there, and that's the one that Akira presses down on, his thumb scraping over it gently even as he applies steady pressure. ]

I told you I'd steal your heart. [ It sounds over the top and corny, sure, but it's also extremely accurate. ]

I've never failed before, and I'm not starting now. If you want me to hurt you until you stop thinking, I'll do it. If you want me to push you so that you don't have to be the one to do it, I don't mind. If you want me to kiss you until you can't even think of leaving, I'm happy to do it.