[yeah. . . Akira only knows that Yusuke looks a bit older and more guarded than he was in the single day that has passed since they were last together. the rest? that'll come with time]
[but for now. . . despite the way Yusuke squeezes his hand, the shaky exhale, the slight glint of moisture in the corners of his eyes-- I hope you take me with you that day is exactly the reply that Akira had hoped to hear]
[he moves his fingers so they're linked with Yusuke's, palms pressed together-- one marked with diamonds, and one completely bared--his own grip protectively tight. as if just holding hands like this could protect Yusuke from everything he has experienced thus far]
. . . I'd do you one better.
[his voice is quiet, but his words are still taut with what seethes so readily in his heart. it's a damn good thing he had learned how to temper his anger already. society does that to a guy]
I KNOW BUT IT'S SO GOOD!!1
[but for now. . . despite the way Yusuke squeezes his hand, the shaky exhale, the slight glint of moisture in the corners of his eyes-- I hope you take me with you that day is exactly the reply that Akira had hoped to hear]
[he moves his fingers so they're linked with Yusuke's, palms pressed together-- one marked with diamonds, and one completely bared--his own grip protectively tight. as if just holding hands like this could protect Yusuke from everything he has experienced thus far]
. . . I'd do you one better.
[his voice is quiet, but his words are still taut with what seethes so readily in his heart. it's a damn good thing he had learned how to temper his anger already. society does that to a guy]
I'll make sure you get first strike.