[ Akira's hand stalls for a brief moment, but then restarts, carefully, slipping up to Akechi's face to shift him up until Akira can look him in the eyes. ]
Neither of us can take our own advice, can we? [ Akira murmurs, a little quiet, a little rueful. They're both terrible at this. Even now, with Akechi literally forced to be near him, Akira is afraid of losing him, of Akechi leaving.
He's afraid to do things incorrectly in case Akechi decides it isn't worth it. ]
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Neither of us can take our own advice, can we? [ Akira murmurs, a little quiet, a little rueful. They're both terrible at this. Even now, with Akechi literally forced to be near him, Akira is afraid of losing him, of Akechi leaving.
He's afraid to do things incorrectly in case Akechi decides it isn't worth it. ]