(In the meantime, Ren has all but drifted off to sleep. It's been tiring, and after gathering all the strength he could muster to strut his way back into ADI's, there's not much left. Ren's body heat has made the bed not unlike paradise, inviting, welcoming...
But there's something much better that comes. It's Akechi, with his arm around him and his head on Ren's shoulder, too close to his heart not to hear it beating for him. ) You're welcome.
(All the love he feels is poured into the kiss he presses on Akechi's forehead, lingering and allowing himself to get lost in the other boy for a second. The coolness of his skin, the fragrance of his skincare, his shampoo... Ren can't help but wrap an arm around him to bring him closer. He's too goddamn tired, and he's cursing the world inside that head of his, because all he wants to do is to worship Akechi how he deserves, to kiss every patch of skin, caress the soft skin, show him just how beautiful Ren finds him.)
Men prefer to be called handsome, you know, [he mumbles grumpily, pinching the other boy's skin in punishment. That's the only gripe he has, though, and honestly Ren is fully within his rights to call him far worse things. He sighs against the other boy's shoulder and closes his eyes, allowing himself to finally start to relax into him.
Things aren't even close to okay, let alone perfect. But it's a start. Assuming they can just make it to tomorrow, that's a start.]
(Okay, that makes Ren giggle-- did this motherfucker just bring gender roles to a man who had been in a dress not too long ago? Ren'd love it to be called beautiful, excuse him!! But it's fine.
With his leg wrapping around Akechi's, Ren finds comfort in their embrace, finally letting the well-deserved slumber take him far from this world.
He'll tell Akechi just how wonderful he is tomorrow, he promises himself.)
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But there's something much better that comes. It's Akechi, with his arm around him and his head on Ren's shoulder, too close to his heart not to hear it beating for him. )
You're welcome.
(All the love he feels is poured into the kiss he presses on Akechi's forehead, lingering and allowing himself to get lost in the other boy for a second. The coolness of his skin, the fragrance of his skincare, his shampoo... Ren can't help but wrap an arm around him to bring him closer. He's too goddamn tired, and he's cursing the world inside that head of his, because all he wants to do is to worship Akechi how he deserves, to kiss every patch of skin, caress the soft skin, show him just how beautiful Ren finds him.)
Good night, beautiful.
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Things aren't even close to okay, let alone perfect. But it's a start. Assuming they can just make it to tomorrow, that's a start.]
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With his leg wrapping around Akechi's, Ren finds comfort in their embrace, finally letting the well-deserved slumber take him far from this world.
He'll tell Akechi just how wonderful he is tomorrow, he promises himself.)