[it's fine, Akira is patient. he isn't in a rush for anything (doesn't really need anything to be more content than he is now), and he'd rather focus on making sure Yusuke feels happy and comfortable in his presence than anything else. they've hung out enough times that this is more than enough. it's just like the summer before last, where they spent time in a stuffy old cafe attic watching art DVDs and reading together!!]
[with a grateful nod, Akira takes the folded outfit and begins to lay it out on the bed in front of him. every so often his eyes trail back towards those paintings, just to admire the lines of every brushstroke]
You should. [paint it, he means] Do they let you roast and grind your own coffee beans, here?
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[it's fine, Akira is patient. he isn't in a rush for anything (doesn't really need anything to be more content than he is now), and he'd rather focus on making sure Yusuke feels happy and comfortable in his presence than anything else. they've hung out enough times that this is more than enough. it's just like the summer before last, where they spent time in a stuffy old cafe attic watching art DVDs and reading together!!]
[with a grateful nod, Akira takes the folded outfit and begins to lay it out on the bed in front of him. every so often his eyes trail back towards those paintings, just to admire the lines of every brushstroke]
You should. [paint it, he means] Do they let you roast and grind your own coffee beans, here?