[There’s no hesitation to the answer. His hand moves down to take Ryo’s own, and he brings it between them to put Ryo’s hand over his chest. To let Ryo feel his heartbeat. Slow and steady and deep, not nervous or racing away.
Content.]
Wake me up tomorrow, okay? I don’t want this to be a dream.
[ he is still thinking about earlier when instead of feeling soft at akira doing the shoujo sleep moment with him, he just got annoyed that akira wasn't waking up. help. ]
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[There’s no hesitation to the answer. His hand moves down to take Ryo’s own, and he brings it between them to put Ryo’s hand over his chest. To let Ryo feel his heartbeat. Slow and steady and deep, not nervous or racing away.
Content.]
Wake me up tomorrow, okay? I don’t want this to be a dream.
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[ he is still thinking about earlier when instead of feeling soft at akira doing the shoujo sleep moment with him, he just got annoyed that akira wasn't waking up. help. ]
I will. I'll still be here.
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[This is why he doesn’t trust the feeling in Ryo to not be evil and rage.
He hums gently.]
You better be here. [A long pause. His eyes are closed this time.] If you don’t want to sleep the whole time, you can get up.
[He knows Ryo doesn’t really need it the same way, so.]
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ryo just leans forward a bit so he can give akira a kiss-- simple and chaste. ]
Uh huh. If the cat lets me. [ ... ] Goodnight, Akira. I'm glad you're here.
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He murmurs, and his head shifts habitually to lightly and drowsily return the kiss. His arm goes back over Eyo, draping.]
Night, Ryo…