mockmurder byanyother_name

[cellkey]

 Nothing upsetting about this CR.

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[byanyother_name]

[Kurama's smile is small and wistful and one of surrender. His emotions are like...a tangle of thorns wrapped in cotton. Pain and guilt softened by affection and...maybe something deeper than just affection?]

As you wish.

cotten

[cellkey]

[His breath catches in his throat as he stares at Kurama, slowly turning... red? ... very red, in fact.]

I— uh...

:c

[byanyother_name]

[He probably should have known better than to play pop culture references with any version of Akira.

Kurama lifts a hand, fingertips delicately brushing one red cheek before falling away. There's a flicker of something sad.]

...is that too far?

i love you <3

[cellkey]

[There's a small shiver at the fingers... There aren't words at this point. Just... noises coming out of his throat.

Congrats on flustering Akira speechless.]

/huff

[byanyother_name]

[Shiver at his touch is...probably good. Insofar as 'good' applies to the fact that Kurama can't really-

But the ongoing speechlessness is still enough to build nervous tension. Uncertainty creeps into Kurama's green eyes and his emotions.]

Akira?

[cellkey]

—uhhh...

[Oh, look, a functioning voice box. He... slowly brings up a hand to cover the lower half of his face.]

You know, it totally just sounded like you Princess Brided me, right there.

[byanyother_name]

Ah, did it?

[They don't vanish but Kurama's emotions go fuzzy and hard to read as he tries to conceal them from Akira's empathy.]

Sorry.

[cellkey]

[There's a blink when Kurama's emotions are hidden from him... And the blush slowly dies away as a bit of an irritated look comes to his face.]

... seriously...?

[He gives a huff and looks away.]

Nice trick, I guess. Shame it isn't retroactive.

[byanyother_name]

[There's a brief, sharp stab of pain that breaks through the fuzz before... Kurama's emotions just disappear entirely. He might as well not be there, as far as Akira's empathy is concerned.

He takes a step back before remembering the Anger Room is all that's behind him.]

I didn't mean to cause you any upset.

[cellkey]

This isn't helping things? You hiding from me isn't helping.

[Argh... he presses a hand to his face.]

Are you even going to let me respond, or are you seriously just going to keep assuming the worst, here?

[But... he lets out a sigh. He's felt Kurama's feelings... full-force, even. So he has an idea of what's going on here. A rough one, but...

His expression softens as he looks back at the redhead, and he manages a small smile. It's a little tired, a little hurt, but... mostly fond.]

Sheesh... why'd you have to go and back out on such a great confession, huh?

[byanyother_name]

You don't need to-

[Oh.

The smile, the final question... Kurama forgets to breathe for a minute. All the masks crack and fall away. His emotions are back, open for Akira to read even if they weren't all played out on his face and in his eyes.

A soft, aching vulnerability. Fear, desire, guilt, hope.

Love.

He doesn't know what to say. Isn't sure he could pull in the breath to say it if he did.]

[cellkey]

[... there's sure a lot of emotion going on there... and his cheeks darken once more. Still, he moves forward, hand coming up to lightly touch Kurama's face.]

That's better.

[No hiding, no masks. Just Kurama as he is.]

Y'know, for all my abilities, I'd thought you weren't really that interested in me.

[His thumb brushes lightly over the curve of the other's cheek.]

[byanyother_name]

[It's Kurama's turn to shiver under Akira's touch. His eyes close for a moment as he tries to remember how breathing goes. He swallows hard.]

Perpetual pain and longing can cover a multitude of sins.

...I didn't think you saw me that way, either. And I thought perhaps it was better that way, considering how little I can give.

[cellkey]

[Akira blinks, and then shakes his head.]

You mean because of your boyfriends? I don't mind that... If I did, I'd be a hypocrite to begin with.

[His gaze is soft and warm.]

What you've been able to give me up until this point is already more than sufficient.

[byanyother_name]

Yes... I made a promise.

[Kurama meets Akira's eyes, the look searching but tender. Slowly, his hand comes up to rest over the one touching his face. He turns his head just enough to nuzzle into Akira's palm.]

You know how I feel now.

[cellkey]

Yeah.

[He responds quietly, watching for a few more moments... before he finally shifts forward, and gently presses a kiss to Kurama's other cheek.]

[byanyother_name]

[That cheek heats slightly under Akira's lips, Kurama's face going faintly pink.

So much for words.]

[cellkey]

[That's fine. Akira doesn't need words right now. He just steps forward and wraps his arms around Kurama, holding him tenderly and leaning into him...]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama's breath catches for a second. His arms slide around Akira in return and he holds him close. He angles his body a little so their chests don't quite meet as he leans his head down to rest against Akira's.]

[cellkey]

Heh... [His voice is gentle as he stands there, completely relaxed and settled in Kurama's arms.] I like you, but... you're still such a mystery to me in so many ways.

I want to figure you out.

[byanyother_name]

Yes... It does seem to just be in my nature.

[There's a brief flicker of something pained and bitter before it fades back into the soft warmth he feels holding Akira.]

If anyone here can, I suppose it would be you or Ren.

[cellkey]

[He turns his head, gently nuzzling into the side of Kurama's.]

Nothing wrong with a bit of mystery.

[His hand comes up, gently combing through the long red locks.]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama sighs softly at the affection and almost melts into it.]

I hope so...

[cellkey]

I promise.

[Akira just stays there for awhile, stroking Kurama's hair when something occurs to him...

He blinks and pulls away slightly, looking down. One of his hands comes up and lays over Kurama's heart.]

[byanyother_name]

[A h .

Kurama flinches away from Akira's hand but not before Akira can feel the absence of a heartbeat.]