[Oh, Akechi is-- oh. Akira wasn't expecting him to come super close, after all his grousing about touch, so his eyes are wide and unguarded when his curls are pushed away from his face. He goes as directed, arcing backward with a slight confused tilt to his head, but complete and implicit trust in him.] ...now who's obsessed? [His tone isn't mocking in the least, and he's not even quite smiling, just taking in the gesture without knowing fully what it is.]
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[Oh, Akechi is-- oh. Akira wasn't expecting him to come super close, after all his grousing about touch, so his eyes are wide and unguarded when his curls are pushed away from his face. He goes as directed, arcing backward with a slight confused tilt to his head, but complete and implicit trust in him.] ...now who's obsessed? [His tone isn't mocking in the least, and he's not even quite smiling, just taking in the gesture without knowing fully what it is.]