...Yeah. [ Akira steps into the bathroom properly, closing the door behind him for the space and the privacy -- even though there's no one else in the cafe, save for Morgana who has already gone upstairs -- and sits down. He hasn't brought the food in with him, since it feels unhygienic to eat in a bathroom, even one as clean as Leblanc.
Akira leans his back against thedoor and slowly raises an arm. ]
Do you want to come here? [ Because Akira generally feels better when Akechi is in his arms, or when he's in Akechi's arms, no matter what he has going on in his own head. It's grounding to have another person there, another warmth, a concrete sign of affection with the repetition that Akechi wouldn't lie about this, not anymore. (Sometimes, it still isn't enough to drown out the 'Wouldn't he?' in his head, which is less a mistrust of Akechi and more a deep-seated reflection of Akira's view on himself.) ]
You're not... a problem, just because you have problems.
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Akira leans his back against thedoor and slowly raises an arm. ]
Do you want to come here? [ Because Akira generally feels better when Akechi is in his arms, or when he's in Akechi's arms, no matter what he has going on in his own head. It's grounding to have another person there, another warmth, a concrete sign of affection with the repetition that Akechi wouldn't lie about this, not anymore. (Sometimes, it still isn't enough to drown out the 'Wouldn't he?' in his head, which is less a mistrust of Akechi and more a deep-seated reflection of Akira's view on himself.) ]
You're not... a problem, just because you have problems.