[Akechi allows himself to brush Ren's cheek with the back of his hand as he rolls out of bed, then shimmies his way past to get to his own dresser. They've seen each other in enough various states of undress that he isn't bashful about getting dressed in front of him, just mindful of his elbows in a cramped space. Sometimes (more often than he'd like), he misses the small apartment Shido's dirty money paid for. At least he had a little more space to maneuver.
He's pulling on a pair of black slacks when Ren ventures his question, turning slightly with a quirked eyebrow. The idea that Ren has to preface the actual question with a leading question is an odd one.]
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[Akechi allows himself to brush Ren's cheek with the back of his hand as he rolls out of bed, then shimmies his way past to get to his own dresser. They've seen each other in enough various states of undress that he isn't bashful about getting dressed in front of him, just mindful of his elbows in a cramped space. Sometimes (more often than he'd like), he misses the small apartment Shido's dirty money paid for. At least he had a little more space to maneuver.
He's pulling on a pair of black slacks when Ren ventures his question, turning slightly with a quirked eyebrow. The idea that Ren has to preface the actual question with a leading question is an odd one.]
Go on.