[ah. hell. did Akira accidentally play himself? because they moment they lock eyes, the entire world around him seems to come screeching to a halt, seconds hanging frozen in the air as he stares right back. he doesn't breathe. actually. . . has he forgotten how to breathe? has his heart forgotten how to beat? and yet. . .]
[all he can do is smile and nod, his grip on Minato's hands tightening for just a fraction of a second]
. . . yeah. Like this.
[this is dangerous]
[but then again, since when has Akira ever shied away from danger? when has he ever done anything but listen to whimsical beckoning of his heart, no matter where it may lead him?]
[that's all Minato gets before Akira dips forward to steal away another kiss. just as slow, just as languid, just as respectful as his earlier one. even if every single action surrounding this kiss has been anything but. . . respectful]
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[ah. hell. did Akira accidentally play himself? because they moment they lock eyes, the entire world around him seems to come screeching to a halt, seconds hanging frozen in the air as he stares right back. he doesn't breathe. actually. . . has he forgotten how to breathe? has his heart forgotten how to beat? and yet. . .]
[all he can do is smile and nod, his grip on Minato's hands tightening for just a fraction of a second]
. . . yeah. Like this.
[this is dangerous]
[but then again, since when has Akira ever shied away from danger? when has he ever done anything but listen to whimsical beckoning of his heart, no matter where it may lead him?]
[that's all Minato gets before Akira dips forward to steal away another kiss. just as slow, just as languid, just as respectful as his earlier one. even if every single action surrounding this kiss has been anything but. . . respectful]