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[He notices that protective edge, and it reminds him of their arguments from the past. But he can't really disagree with it this time; he is the one who came running all the way here in the middle of the night just to make sure a nightmare wasn't true.]

It's fine. I'm used to Morgana.

[Admittedly, Morgana doesn't hate him... but he's sure they can make it work!]

He pretends he doesn't, but I know he sleeps on my chest.

[ Hey, Prince doesn't hate him, he's just not used to this stranger cat in his turf! ]

He does, huh?

[ Still, Akechi has to laugh at Akira's comment and, more importantly, his oh so naive assumption. Friendly or not, did Akira really think the cat was going to be the real issue here, or is he playing dense on purpose? If it's the latter, then-- ]

Well. I'm afraid I'm a little heavier than Morgana, though.

[ Just to make extra sure he's getting his message across. ]

[Oh. So they're talking about a different Prince.

Akira allows himself a little smile at that, kicking off his shoes before getting up off the bed as well.]

I think I can handle it.

[If Akechi wants to cuddle like that, well, he can't say he minds that at all.]

[ Exactly. The one Prince who has already warmed up to his cat rival. ]

As long as you're sure.

[ Because he doesn't intend to relent on his cuddling rights-- especially not tonight, given the circumstances and Akira's recurring nightmares. At the very least, it should help Akira, to wake up to his body so close to his, warm and real. ]

Let's make haste while Prince has settled down. If he decides to move up on the bed, it will be near impossible to make him change his mind.

[ Whipped by cat, now Akechi is really living that cat owner life. So he moves around the bed with caution, hoping not to attract Prince's attention too much, and slips under the covers; he's still kind of close to the edge of the mattress, but there should at least be enough room for Akira to join in. ]

Right.

[He understands that cat owner life, so he quickly moves along with Akechi, crawling up under the covers and settling down next to Akechi. It's nice and warm with both of them there.

He's starting to get used to this feeling.]

You've adjusted fast. [To the cat.]

[ There's a blink in mild surprise at the comment, but then he giggles it off, amused and... maybe genuinely happy, too.

Not just because of the cat, either. ]

Coming from such high authority, I find that very flattering.

[ ... well. At least, not because of the cat curling up at his feet. ]

I admit I still have quite some trouble with him, though. I understand cats can be quite demanding, but I'm afraid he might end up getting rather... spoiled, haha.

[ But he does what the cat wants so the cat will like him!! It's a delicate balance!! ]

It's probably easy to do that when they can't complain directly to you.

[Sorry, Morgana, but sometimes your complaints are annoying! When Prince does it, it's just cute.]

It's okay, though. Cats deserve a little spoiling.

[After all, he's getting some too, as he wiggles closer to Akechi.]

They do, huh...?

[ Akechi only hooks an eyebrow at that comment, a knowing smile on his lips. It seems fairly clear to him that they're not talking just about Prince anymore-- and he's actually perfectly content with playing along. ]

Very well. Then I suppose I have two cats to spoil rotten.

[ Said as he, too, wiggles closer, laying his head on Akira's chest as per his earlier implication-- and though it's not quite as soft as an actual pillow, it's somehow even more comfortable. ]

[Akira laughs, wrapping his arms around Akechi to welcome him to his chest. His weight is warm and solid - a reminder that he's here, safe with Akira. It's comforting, especially to his tired mind.

After a moment, his jocular mood starts to droop, and he squeezes a little tighter, anchoring Akechi to him.]

Don't go off without me.

[It's a whisper, but it's there.]

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