[Akechi leans into him and Ren gently places his gift down on a table nearby so he can bring his arms up around the other boy's neck, let a hand twirl gently through the back of his hair. The amount of times he wanted to do this before- at Penguin Sniper, in the Jazz Jin, whenever Akechi would sit at the counter of Leblanc and Ren would think, what would happen if he just leaned in and caught his lips, hot and slow--
Hm, there's no point in needing to fantasize anymore, not like that. Not when Akechi is here, and whole, and he can look into his eyes and lean forward to capture his lips just like he imagined so, so many times. They're soft, and he's warm, and Ren is so, so happy.
He doesn't linger terribly long, but his expression is incredibly sappy. And then, only then, does it occur to him that Akechi may have thought he was not listening even a little bit for the sake of kissing him, and he almost laughs.]
Sorry. You just-- you looked so cute.
[And speaking of that stupid smile of his: it's here.]
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Date: 2025-04-11 05:11 am (UTC)From:Hm, there's no point in needing to fantasize anymore, not like that. Not when Akechi is here, and whole, and he can look into his eyes and lean forward to capture his lips just like he imagined so, so many times. They're soft, and he's warm, and Ren is so, so happy.
He doesn't linger terribly long, but his expression is incredibly sappy. And then, only then, does it occur to him that Akechi may have thought he was not listening even a little bit for the sake of kissing him, and he almost laughs.]
Sorry. You just-- you looked so cute.
[And speaking of that stupid smile of his: it's here.]