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[ Oh, of course he wasn't about to let Akira go inside all by himself, but it's fun to be just a little contrary and watch his boyfriend deflate. It's... kind of cute.

(Really cute.) ]

Well. If you insist.

[ Nonchalant, as though he wasn't every bit as intent on exploring further as Akira was.

Once he makes his way in, he takes a good look around the living area. At first sight, it doesn't look very different from the other houses in town; it's rather modest and moderately spacious, with very basic furniture that has at least been repaired back to functionality. Though not spotless, it's decently clean, too, which is... convenient, given the sort of activity they're planning to carry out in there. ]

It would seem we have been spared from having to fix it up, this time.

[ He wonders if the bedrooms are the same. ]

That's nice of them.

["Them" being whoever set this up. Mr. White, or the town itself... whoever it was, he appreciates it.]

Come on. [He holds out his hand to Akechi, offering it.] Let's go upstairs.

[It's not like he's eager to see the bedrooms, but, well... he just wants to see what shape they're in!]

Hopefully they have blankets.

[ With a huffed laugh and a shake of his head, Akechi reaches out and takes Akira's hand in his. It sounds silly, to be holding hands indoors like a pair of shy teenagers left without supervision, but... in a way, that is what they are, at least right now. ]

If they don't, I'm sure I can think of ways to keep you warm.

[ Right now, they get to be just that-- not opposing Champions meant to decide the fate of mankind, but rather, a young couple learning the ropes of a still blossoming relationship.

With a kiss on his knuckles as though to punctuate his feelings, Akechi moves up the stairs with Akira by his side, and he finds that he's already familiarized with the layout of this house-- because it really isn't much different from all others. And when they cross the threshold into the first bedroom, what they find is-- ]

... oh.

[ A disappointing single bed, in relatively good condition, but about as large as the ones they have been using in their own homes. ]

Well, we do have blankets, it seems..!

[ The bed has been made, at least!! That's... progress!! ]

[That kiss to his knuckles combined with that comment has him feeling his face heat up, and he hopes Akechi doesn't notice as they make their way up the dim staircase. But he doesn't have much time to dwell on it before they arrive at the first bedroom and...

Oh, indeed.]

...We might have to cuddle real close.

[Not that he's normally opposed to that, but a bigger bed would probably be more comfortable. He backs out of the doorway of the bedroom, tugging Akechi down the hall.]

Let's see what else we've got...

[The next bedroom has... another single bed! Oh no.]

...We could always push them together...?

[ Ah, looks like the second bedroom wasn't any luckier, either, but... Well, he can't help but chuckle at Akira's suggestion. ]

I'm afraid the beds might break if we move them too much, and we would probably have to take them apart, to begin with...

[ And he's not that great at carpentry-- really, that minimum fixing they did way back is about as much as he can do. He isresourceful, though, and surely enough, a better idea pops in his mind. ]

However, the mattresses should be easy enough to move. [ A giggle. ] It would be a little like a sleepover for two!

[ A bit more... mature, as well, although he would honestly be excited even for the regular kind. He never had any growing up, after all. ]

[That's really sad, Akechi. If Akira knew, he would definitely be offering a normal sleepover.

But for now, his thoughts are trained on a very different sort of sleepover than the innocent kind of his youth, and Akechi's mattress idea will suit that type just as well. He nods, grinning at his boyfriend.]

You're a genius.

[He means it, even if it's just a little on the humorous side this time.]

Should we put them down in the front room with the fireplace? Like we did that night...

[It was a very romantic night, if he does say so himself.]

[ Wow, don't be condescending, you piece of shit!

Still, the memory of that night is enough to put a fond smile on his face. It really was very romantic, all the more so because he hadn't expected any of it-- especially when they had just started dating. He's going to have to top that, one of these days. ]

I think that would be very nice, yes. It will be considerably more comfortable than that night, too.

[ Not that he would really mind it otherwise. A warm blanket, a fire and Akira by his side was all he needed. ]

So, shall we get started? I can handle the one in the other room.

[He wasn't!

But Akechi seems amenable to his idea, so he nods, smiling, and heads in to heft the mattress off the bed. They're two strapping young men, they can take care of this part easily.

Up we go!]

I'll meet you down there. Careful going down the stairs.

[ With a chuckle, Akechi approaches him for a quick kiss on his lips. ]

Don't worry about me. I'm not quite as clumsy as you may think.

[ Only when it comes to stealing food from others and not paying attention!! But at least he doesn't trip and fall flat on his face in the treadmill!!

That said, he makes his way back to the first room and picks up the mattress without much effort, though he does spare a second glance at the blankets; ultimately, he decides it might be too much to try to safely juggle at once, so he settles for having to make another trip to the bedroom later.

(Maybe he was hoping to get it done with quick so they could truly start enjoying their new gift, but. He'll just have to curb his enthusiasm.) ]

There we go. [ He sets it down besides Akira's mattress, right by the fireplace. ] It's already looking rather cozy, if I may say so myself.

[Bringing up the treadmill incident would be a pretty low blow!

He also makes it down without issue, looking over their makeshift bed. It does look pretty cozy, and not only because it reminds him of a different cozy night. He wishes he could go ahead and get down on it, but they still need a few more things to make it as cozy as possible.

And so...]

Looking pretty good. Just need blankets, and then we'll be all set.

[And so he is off to fetch them!]

[ He won't bring it up. But he'll always know. ]

Very well. I'll see about getting a fire started in the meantime.

[ They were lucky enough to have firewood available last time, although he wonders if Akira had to resort to one of his Persona to actually get the fire going. Would he have to do the same? He really has never tried anything like that before, but he has the feeling a Maragion from Loki would be a little too overkill-- and rather risky for other reasons, too.

Thankfully he's spared from his own Sophie's Choice when he finds just what he needs-- wood and some matches. It would seem that whoever granted Akira's wish really did think of everything this time. ]

All set on this end. [ Said as he takes a step back and admires his handiwork. Once Akira gets back with the blankets, then they'll finally be ready.

(He's so very ready.) ]

[Don't worry, Akechi - Akira is just as ready as him, and so he moves fast down the stairs, even though the pile he carries comes up high enough to nearly cover his face, leaving only the bush of his hair visible. Thankfully he does make it safely down, coming to dump the blankets in a heap next to the mattress.]

Let's get these spread out, and then I think we'll be good.

[And then the real fun can start. So saying, he grabs a thinner sheet off the pile to spread out as an undersheet over the mattresses.]

[ Wow, Akira, please don't go risking your life like that!! Haven't they waited long enough??

Still, Akechi grabs on to the other end of the sheet and carefully tucks it under their makeshift bed to the best of his abilities, making a mental note to perhaps bring some rope to tie everything together next time; depending on how rowdy they get, those sheets and mattresses won't stay in place for long. Next, he proceeds to taking more of the blankets and arranging them much like they did last time, with one rolled up as an improvised pillow as the others serve their actual purpose.

Once he's finished, he spares Akira yet another innocent look, with a smile to match. ]

There. Now it looks fairly comfortable to sleep in.

[ What a teasing piece of shit. ]

[Such a tease! But alright, if that's the way he wants to play it, Akira can match him just fine.

And so, he nods, sitting down on the bed and pulling his glasses off to set aside, before spreading out his legs and wiggling to get comfy.]

Yep. Pretty nice.

[Your move, Akechi - what do you want to do now?]

[ Honestly? He wants to make very good use of that leg spread. Alas, he still has to play the (teasing) role of the good boy, so. ]

I'm glad you think so.

[ Keeping his (obviously fake) innocent smile in place, he follows suit after Akira and joins him in their makeshift bed, wiggling a bit as though testing his handiwork. Not bad, indeed. ]

This is what you wished for, isn't it?

[ Well. They have their place now, but it's still missing one specific part of that wish. And he's still leaving that to Akira, too. ]

[Akira is torn between trying to push Akechi into asking for it or just getting on with it, but in the end, his own desire wins out. Who knows how long Akechi could keep this up for, and he's ready to move on to the main event.

So he rolls over up onto his knees, kneeling over Akechi, eyes wide behind his glasses.]

There was a pretty key part of that wish we're still missing.

[And he knows Akechi knows what that was.]

[ Akechi could probably keep it up for quite some time, so given the state of Akira's raging hormones, this is the better option. ]

Oh, right. The other part of your wish.

[ Said in all pretense of nonchalance, like he had forgotten for a minute. Still a piece of shit, for that little bit longer.

And just as casual as before, he takes a hand up, lets it sneak underneath Akira's shirt and sweater to stroke warm, warm skin, trailing an idle path up and down in between his pecs. ]

How do you want to do this?

[ It's ambiguous, but whatever answer he gets will be good enough of a start.He just wants to hear Akira say it. ]

[Oh, that feels nice...

Akira's eyes flutter shut for a moment, like a cat receiving some particularly good petting.]

I'm not the only one this is for.

[If he has to say embarrassing things, so does Akechi!]

But I think...

[He opens his eyes again, halfway, though he doesn't look at Akechi.]

I'd rather be... underneath you.

[He's going to die.]

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