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Jul. 19th, 2021 07:36 pm
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This is Ren Amamiya. Can't come to the phone. Leave a message.

Date: 2021-11-01 04:01 pm (UTC)
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[Tomorrow. What a concept. The idea of waking up tomorrow, not from a nightmare of dying, but simply waking up from a dreamless sleep in Ren's arms... it feels distant enough to be nothing more than an unachievable fantasy, but it's one he'd like to hope for.

He leans in and gently kisses Ren's lips, in spite of the taste of the still-drying makeup remover. He sighs an exhale as he presses his forehead to Ren's and closes his eyes, cherishing the closeness for a moment in spite of their mutual exhaustion.]


I'm going to put some moisturizer on your skin to rebalance the oils the makeup remover stripped off, [he murmurs, drawing back slightly with some difficulty to fetch the bottle. There's something deeply funny to him about the way he massages the lotion between his fingers to warm it as if it were lube before starting to apply it to Ren's face in gentle sweeps.]

Date: 2021-11-01 04:16 pm (UTC)
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I didn't want to hear you bitch about it being cold. Insufferable.

[It's said defensively, and he jabs his fingers into Ren's cheek in punishment before smoothing it away with a gentle touch. For once, though, he appreciates that Ren is as tired as he is, though; there's no way he'd be up for anything in bed right now other than sleep.

Moisturizer applied, Akechi allows himself one more kiss to Ren's lips before stepping away decisively to wash his hands.]


There. I hope you appreciate that.

Date: 2021-11-01 04:28 pm (UTC)
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[With Ren safely out of the bathroom, Akechi finally allows himself an exhausted sigh, resting both hands on the counter and looking himself in the mirror. Ren said beautiful, but he feels anything but with the obvious bags under his eyes, the telltale itching threatening a breakout, the few stray untamed hairs from his eyebrows... something to deal with tomorrow. For now, he just shakes his head at himself and ventures back into the bedroom, crawling into the bed beside the other boy.

It's almost scary to think about going back to sleep, after everything, even with Ren there. Even still, he allows himself to curl up beside him, wrapping an arm gently around his waist and resting his head on his shoulder.]


...Thank you, Ren, [he murmurs finally, something he should have said a long time ago.]

Date: 2021-11-01 07:49 pm (UTC)
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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.]

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