[ there's a lot of weird things that are already going on. things that Akira would take notice if he had been more awake. even when panic begins to flow in his veins, he can't piece together why the hell Kaito of all people is awake this early in the morning. why he decided to slam the door and why he's now talking through it.
is he naked or something? it's not like it isn't something Akira hasn't seen before. he's let the boy touch his bone, after all. ]
Haha. [ he kicks the door just enough to make it shake while avoiding breaking his bare toes in the process. forgiving the tension that seems to be weighing down on his shoulders already, he simply leans into the wall next to the bathroom. ] I'm the last to judge on poorly timed jokes and general tomfoolery, you know. ―Besides, don't you know showers during Friday mornings are my modus operandi? Why are you up so early...?
[the foxglove tucked securely away, hidden from view, Kaito opens the door and pokes out his head, sticking his tongue out at Akira as he does so. how can he act like everything is normal when the poison weighs so heavily in his pocket??]
Couldn't sleep.
[that's actually partially the truth. a yawn escapes his mouth as he rakes the fingers of his free hand through his hair. he exits the bathroom and fetches his sling to toss over his shoulder, trying to move his arm into it gingerly so as not to irritate his still-healing injury]
Sorry I woke you up, but they serve coffee downstairs now, y'know?
[he tilts his head, offering Akira a totally genuine and not at all forced smile]
Wanna meet me in the lounge in about fifteen? I know how much you like coffee, and the kitchen's still-- uh. Dead.
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is he naked or something? it's not like it isn't something Akira hasn't seen before. he's let the boy touch his bone, after all. ]
Haha. [ he kicks the door just enough to make it shake while avoiding breaking his bare toes in the process. forgiving the tension that seems to be weighing down on his shoulders already, he simply leans into the wall next to the bathroom. ] I'm the last to judge on poorly timed jokes and general tomfoolery, you know. ―Besides, don't you know showers during Friday mornings are my modus operandi? Why are you up so early...?
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Couldn't sleep.
[that's actually partially the truth. a yawn escapes his mouth as he rakes the fingers of his free hand through his hair. he exits the bathroom and fetches his sling to toss over his shoulder, trying to move his arm into it gingerly so as not to irritate his still-healing injury]
Sorry I woke you up, but they serve coffee downstairs now, y'know?
[he tilts his head, offering Akira a totally genuine and not at all forced smile]
Wanna meet me in the lounge in about fifteen? I know how much you like coffee, and the kitchen's still-- uh. Dead.