catch-all: akira.

[miscakes]

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[survivaltricks]

[progress. . .! however small, however minute. Akira huffs again]

Mmm. Of course. There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

[and he says that with a painful, almost disgusting sort of sincerity that makes it clear he has missed them greatly in his time here]

[. . .]

[and after a brief pause. . .]

Are you still planning on coming with me?

[miscakes]

[That's very disgusting, but completely unsurprising.]

Mm, I plan to turn myself in. I would hardly consider that coming with you.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . he had been operating under the assumption that Akechi would come with him, but. . . having it confirmed aloud with no defensiveness whatsoever is kind of nice. Akira sits up a little bit straighter, head tilted aside so he can regard Akechi out of the corners of his vision]

I think it is.

It means you'll be somewhere I can reach.

[miscakes]

Capital punishment is legal in our country.

[Without missing a beat. Just a little fun fact. Casually. Thanks, Google. Sorry to burst your bubble, Akira, but he's still absolutely ready for the worst kind of fate.]

And aren't you planning to return home? That's a ways away from Tokyo.

[survivaltricks]

Niijima-san won't let that happen.

[Akira snaps, quickly and a bit sharply. DON'T BE A PESSIMIST, AKECHI]

. . . and I do. Though-- [here, he hesitates, because it isn't like. . . he wants to return home, where there's nothing waiting for him except two parents who couldn't give a shit about him and an entire community from which he is ostracized]

[. . .]

[he keeps that to himself for now]

Anyway, you know I'll visit. And I'll write you letters.

I'll even include a love poem or two. We can be star-crossed.

[Akira]

[miscakes]

[... His expression twists with some kind of emotion at the mention of Sae, but it's there and gone in a moment. That sure is someone he hasn't thought about in a while, huh.]

Though...?

[Finish your sentences, fool. He finally puts his pen down long enough to give him a flat look at the end.]

Don't make such ridiculous jokes.

[Things are still awkward, Akira Kurusu!!!!]

[survivaltricks]

[he is absolutely not going to finish that sentence SORRY AKECHI. NO PARENTAL ANGST TODAY]

[at that flat look though, he just. laughs]

Too soon?

[miscakes]

[FINE. Be that way!!! He huffs and turns back to his notebook, terse.]

Too soon.

[survivaltricks]

Right, right.

[still amused with himself, but also a bit sheepish]

Sorry. [okay okay, now they should probably talk about business] Are you working on notes for tomorrow?

[miscakes]

[Talking business is good. Let them never talk about anything else ever again.]

Yes... We have learned many things in the past six week. It's easy for certain details to be lost in the process if we're nor careful. [Hence, no sleep tonight. Only notes.]

[survivaltricks]

[don't get your hopes up now that they're friends they will talk about feelings and other things all the time now. you're stuck, Akechi]

Doooo you even plan on sleeping tonight?

[miscakes]

[Hewwo? Can he unsubscribe from this friendship?]

Of course I do. [Probably.] This won't take up that that much of my time.

[survivaltricks]

[no]

Uuuh huh.

Should I get the coffee ready?

[miscakes]

I won't turn you down if you're offering.

[Give! Him! Coffee!]

[survivaltricks]

I'm offering, buuuut there's a catch.

[hm]

[miscakes]

[... Lifts his head up to raise an eyebrow at him.]

A catch?

[survivaltricks]

You have to take a break from work.

[OH NO WHAT AN AWFUL CATCH]

But just for as long as it takes you to finish the cup.

[miscakes]

[...

?????

WHAT A TERRIBLE CATCH.]

That's all?

[survivaltricks]

Yep. That's all.

[look he doesn't want you passing out tomorrow at the meeting okok]

Unless you want me to add more terms and conditions?

[miscakes]

Why would I want that? The current terms are fine by me.

[He won't pass out!! Let him be a busybody out of spite. It's fine.]

[survivaltricks]

You're the one who sounded surprised I was going easy on you.

[he is gonna climb to his feet now, though!]

Give me about fifteen minutes. I'll be right back.

[and thus Akira braved more stairs to bring Akechi some coffee]

[miscakes]

Don't keep me waiting.

[Godspeed, Akira. Don't trip and fall down the stairs.]

[survivaltricks]

[he will not, he has CONQUERED THE STAIRS OF THIS HOUSE. . . and he returns fifteen or so minutes later with a thermos of coffee, so!! instead of just handing it to Akechi like a normal person, he presses the bottom to the top of Akechi's head]

[miscakes]

[Wow!!

Akechi reaches up to yank the thermos out of Akira's grasp. His coffee now.]

If you're going to be this way, then I will drink this all by myself. [Sharing is cancelled.]

[survivaltricks]

[. . . he meant for Akechi to drink it all by himself, so I mean--]

Were you planning on sharing it with me?

[a bit!! surprised!!]