[A flat look.] You say that as if it will take you any time at all. I'll be back, [And he wanders upstairs.]
[He sits in a crouch by the couch with his hands over his face for a long time, having an absolute Moment, and Morgana blessedly pretends to see absolutely nothing. He changes, fussily, because he's... dully aware that this isn't just "going to Inokashira Park", because there's this sudden concept of "boyfriend" hanging in the air and Akechi Goro has no idea what he's doing, for the umpteenth time since falling into the care of Akira. In the end he winds up with most of his clothing laid out across the table and couch, pacing idly trying to figure out what to wear.]
[Eventually, Morgana has mercy.]
「 He likes that blue vest of yours a lot, I think, 」[Nonchalantly, from the bed, where he is grooming himself like he hasn't been watching Akechi have a crisis over what to wear on his first formal date with Akira.]
[Akechi moves to the sweater vest immediately-- he's worn it in the summer, before, surely late spring would be fine? He puts the rest of everything away, pulls the vest on over a short-sleeved button-down (because it was a little warm, and Akira was warmer, and knowing him he'd want affection) and fidgets with it for a long time. Akira has no fucking mirror in the attic, so he's working with his own tiny one that Sae included in his bag of toiletries until Morgana supplies him mercy again. He hops off the bed and moves to sit on the couch, giving him a silly look.]
「 Akechi, you look fine. Don't tell him I told you this, but Akira has liked you for a long time. He's gonna be really excited to hang out with you like this regardless of what you're wearing. 」
[Akechi sets the mirror down and sinks into a squat, idly stroking Morgana's fur, much to the mascot's enjoyment.] ...thank you, Morgana.
「 Anytime, buddy. You're one of us, remember. Little to the left? Yeahhhhh. 」
[He pets Morgana a while longer before he makes his way back downstairs, trying to not look awkward about the fact that he absolutely spent fifteen minutes trying to decide what to wear, and slips into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth and things.] Do you want to go ahead and change?
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[He sits in a crouch by the couch with his hands over his face for a long time, having an absolute Moment, and Morgana blessedly pretends to see absolutely nothing. He changes, fussily, because he's... dully aware that this isn't just "going to Inokashira Park", because there's this sudden concept of "boyfriend" hanging in the air and Akechi Goro has no idea what he's doing, for the umpteenth time since falling into the care of Akira. In the end he winds up with most of his clothing laid out across the table and couch, pacing idly trying to figure out what to wear.]
[Eventually, Morgana has mercy.]
「 He likes that blue vest of yours a lot, I think, 」[Nonchalantly, from the bed, where he is grooming himself like he hasn't been watching Akechi have a crisis over what to wear on his first formal date with Akira.]
[Akechi moves to the sweater vest immediately-- he's worn it in the summer, before, surely late spring would be fine? He puts the rest of everything away, pulls the vest on over a short-sleeved button-down (because it was a little warm, and Akira was warmer, and knowing him he'd want affection) and fidgets with it for a long time. Akira has no fucking mirror in the attic, so he's working with his own tiny one that Sae included in his bag of toiletries until Morgana supplies him mercy again. He hops off the bed and moves to sit on the couch, giving him a silly look.]
「 Akechi, you look fine. Don't tell him I told you this, but Akira has liked you for a long time. He's gonna be really excited to hang out with you like this regardless of what you're wearing. 」
[Akechi sets the mirror down and sinks into a squat, idly stroking Morgana's fur, much to the mascot's enjoyment.] ...thank you, Morgana.
「 Anytime, buddy. You're one of us, remember. Little to the left? Yeahhhhh. 」
[He pets Morgana a while longer before he makes his way back downstairs, trying to not look awkward about the fact that he absolutely spent fifteen minutes trying to decide what to wear, and slips into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth and things.] Do you want to go ahead and change?