[ Denji makes a faint sound in surprise as Aki expands to rubbing lotion into his face, eyes shuttering with a mild jerk. I can do this part myself, is what's clearly proclaimed by the puff of his cheeks, without doing anything about the hands massaging into them. Still, it's reassuring to hear that they can go again and again to places like these, and no will get tired, and everything will be the same, and Aki won't go looking to experience this stuff with anyone else, and… ]
Ueh…!
[ He furiously smears the back of his knuckles against the side of his face, churlish, as if Aki'd just streaked mud across it. ]
Dream on! Like I'd care if you were lonely! I just… [ His brow furrows, straining for a different justification for why he's hanging back. ] It's not fun being the only one who's bored. We're all supposed to have fun. That's the deal we made. It's your last year being in school with us, so…
[ His words drift off, a blank he only fills with a quiet sigh. His gaze falls, lands on a trail of three parallel lines he'd combed into the soft ground at some point during the conversation. Always three, always together. ]
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Ueh…!
[ He furiously smears the back of his knuckles against the side of his face, churlish, as if Aki'd just streaked mud across it. ]
Dream on! Like I'd care if you were lonely! I just… [ His brow furrows, straining for a different justification for why he's hanging back. ] It's not fun being the only one who's bored. We're all supposed to have fun. That's the deal we made. It's your last year being in school with us, so…
[ His words drift off, a blank he only fills with a quiet sigh. His gaze falls, lands on a trail of three parallel lines he'd combed into the soft ground at some point during the conversation. Always three, always together. ]