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memories are just where you laid them [thread; incomplete]

Apr 25, 2008 12:12

Who: Akito [fangedking] and Akira [biteandbullet].
What: Breakfast together.
When: The morning after their mutual angst.
Where: Akito's room; 701.
Rating: PG.

( 'cause everything inside, it never comes out right )

wanijima akito, udou akira

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biteandbullet April 26 2008, 04:13:42 UTC

It's a few minutes before Akira gives another soft knock to the door. He wonders, idly, if perhaps Akito is in the bath again like the second time he had come to see him, but reconsiders it. Even then, Akito had come to the door. Waiting another moment or two, he leans against the door frame for a second. Maybe he was right in thinking it was too early and that coming back later was a good idea. For all he knew, Akito wasn't even at home right now; he might have been out with Agito.

Standing in the doorway, Akira rolls his eyes, wondering -- albeit briefly -- as to why he's suddenly so downtrodden about the whole thing. He gives one more knock, calling Akito's name, before turning the doorknob and opening the door rather slowly. Sneaking into the room, he shuts the door silently behind him before glancing around the room for a sign of his fr--

Oh.

Oh, shitAkira blinks a couple times, trying to find some form of sentence structure, which doesn't end up happening. When that fails him, he gropes around behind him blindly for the ( ... )

biteandbullet April 26 2008, 04:59:00 UTC

Akira watches rather closely as Akito doesn't quite pull himself out of the Tuning state. It's interesting to watch, really, to see him move so fluidly, arms and legs in a single movement, head bowed over his knee. Akira's lips twitch to smile; it really is like hearing a big secret, isn't it? He reaches out to touch him before retracting his hand quickly in fear of startling him out of such a seemingly relaxed state. Instead, he retreats from the bed over to the table by the couch, opening the bag and sifting through it, starting to pull out different containers of food.

He realizes then that he really had brought too much.

Most of it could be saved, though, and Akira fully intends on making Akito keep whatever won't go bad so that he's eating something other than expired melon bread. Anything has to be better than that stuff, really.

Sitting down in the corner of the couch, he curls up in it, relaxing back into it, allowing Akito to continue his Tuning as long as he wants; he isn't going anywhere.

biteandbullet April 26 2008, 05:53:45 UTC

Tilting his head back on the couch, Akira spares an upside down glance at the younger boy on the bed. Evidently, being in a state of Tuning made Akito rather oblivious to anything happening around him, despite Akira having called his name. Regardless, he guesses it isn't good to just sit there and not say anything, allowing Akito to continue on thinking he's by himself. He gets up from the couch as quietly as he can, trying not to make any noise as he creeps over to the bed; trying to be as slow and quiet as possible.

He knows Akito has probably heard him by now, but that doesn't stop him from his slow and quiet pace.

Once he's close enough to the bed, he leans over Akito, planting a hand on either side of his head and arching an eyebrow as he looks down to him. "You're awfully hard to talk to when you're like that, I'll have you know."

biteandbullet April 26 2008, 06:15:23 UTC

With a grin, Akira chuckles quietly and shakes his head a bit. "Hi to you, too." Noticing the blush, a slight smirk reaches his face before fading away soon after. He pushes himself up from the bed and reaches to take Akito's wrist. "I didn't want to disturb you; it looked like you were busy, so I just kind of slipped in." He tugs very gently at the other boy's wrist and nods towards the table. "I brought breakfast. Are you hungry?" A pause as he looks over Akito's face, looking more tired than he did the last time Akira saw him. Deciding not to say anything yet, he slowly releases Akito's wrist, fingers lingering on the palm of his hand before letting go, waiting to see if Akito wants to get out of bed to eat or not.

biteandbullet April 26 2008, 06:39:31 UTC

Akira leans against the bed a little, placing his hands beside Akito instead of not-pinning him. He tilts his head to the side, as though thinking about how long he's been there so far. "Not long at all. Just a few minutes, really." He pauses and frowns a bit, "Sorry, I didn't mean to come in without saying anything. I tried knocking, though. I figured you might still be asleep or in the bath. I was just going to drop the food off and come back later."

Dropping down to sit on the edge of the bed, he turns his torso to look at Akito. "Did you want to stay in bed a bit longer? I can come back later if you want."