[He pulls back, out of a pure habit than anything else. But strangely enough... he doesn't reject Akira and accepts the embrace. The warmth radiating from the other body as it presses against his own, feeling the breath against his skin and the flour tickling his nose. It's all very alien and he's not entirely sure how to reciprocate.
So.. He just allows it to happen.
His lips are pressed together into a thin line and frown deepens upon hearing such 'confession.' Ah, here we go again with his bleeding heart, Akechi thinks to himself. He doesn't want to talk about it, doesn't want to address these complicated feelings so he doesn't say anything for a while, letting a heavy silence fall between them. But still, he allows this happen.
Then, after a few moments he speaks again: ] Are you satisfied now?
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So.. He just allows it to happen.
His lips are pressed together into a thin line and frown deepens upon hearing such 'confession.' Ah, here we go again with his bleeding heart, Akechi thinks to himself. He doesn't want to talk about it, doesn't want to address these complicated feelings so he doesn't say anything for a while, letting a heavy silence fall between them. But still, he allows this happen.
Then, after a few moments he speaks again: ] Are you satisfied now?