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[ He blinks. ]

I turned seventeen a couple of months ago.

[He blinks, not having expected that.]

While I was here? You didn't celebrate?

Ah... yeah. April ninth.

[ Maybe it'll be obvious he's actively putting effort into brushing this whole thing off as no big deal... ]

It wasn't something I really thought about, since it didn't seem important.

[...]

Akira, I know of plenty of people who would want to celebrate your being alive and here. [...] Don't you?

[ For just a moment, he kind of... stares... a little. ]

Ah...

[ With a softened expression, he glances to the side, one hand lifting to press against the back of his neck. There's a moment of silence for a while, and then he holds a blink. ]

... Yeah.

[ Sorry, he's having a Moment... ]

[He watches him for a moment...]

Have you told them?

... Not the date, but... I did mention my birthday passed.

[ He shrugs gently. ]

The truth is, though... I don't entirely see the point of celebrating a single day. Not when I'm going to d--

[ .......... ]

I-... [ fuck ] ... Guess you should know, eventually...

[...]

Not when you're going to... what?

[why is he getting a sinking feeling all of a sudden]

[ Strangely enough, it's ridiculously difficult to look Shido in the eyes right now... ]

... Become like Goro and Kurama. [ holding a blink for a moment ] After that, birthdays... won't have as much of a meaning, I don't think. Every birthday will just wind up creating more and more of a gap between... me and my friends who are still- alive.

Don't get me wrong - I'd be happy watching them grow old. I'd- have.......

[ He's smiling, but there's something strained in it for a moment. And then... it cracks. His smile falters, the muscles in his expression twitch, and then he's lifting a hand to cover his face. Just like that, a part of the dam crumbles, the tears escape, and he begins to desperately work to put it all back together again. Shit... ]

Edited 2018-08-17 07:30 (UTC)

[Become like Goro and Kurama. Die. He's going to die.

... but he doesn't say anything. A flash of horror does briefly pass through his eyes, but he stays still and quiet for the most part, instead carefully watching Akira...

His brow furrows, a concerned expression making its way to his face as Akira hides away behind his hand. Well... that won't do, will it?

There's only a moment of hesitation before he steps forward and wraps his arms loosely around the teen. He speaks gently:]

Akira, let me support you.

[ His eyes widen as Shido's arms wrap around him, and his expression briefly softens, soon after... ]

H-heh...

[ It feels... almost ridiculous, and yet... he can't stop how much he winds up relaxing into it. Shido - he's being hugged by Shido as he's crying...

Which is apparently just what it takes for everything to come tumbling down around him, one hand coming up and gripping the front of Shido's shirt as even more tears escape. Try as he might to stop the broken sobs, there's... no stopping them. ]

[Shido shifts his arms into a more protective hold, body curled slightly over the teen as he glares at the ground.

It's becoming more and more readily apparent that Akira has just been through... way too much, and despite having two significant others, there are still some things he holds too close to his chest. His hand moves up and down his back gently, slowly...

... at least, even if it started as a slip, he trusted Shido enough with this. Heh, it... is kind of unbelievable that things ended up like this, isn't it?

Well, for now, he'll just... stay here for as long as Akira needs him...]

[ It doesn't last much longer, but... he does feel... somewhat better? Not a ton better, but enough that he actually relaxes a bit once it's over.

After a deep breath, he slowly pulls back enough to wipe at his face. ]

Can't say this is where I saw a crab session going... [ absolutely zero humor managing to enter his voice ] ... So, I guess that's really it for today, huh.

[ Boy does he look disappointed... ]

Gotta admit, I feel like I didn't make any progress, at all.

I'm more concerned about something else, at the moment.

Akira... [His brow draws together, his hold on Akira loosened but still persistent. Still protective.] When exactly is this happening? And—

Is it the only way?

[ Ah.

Well, that's... not surprising, he guesses? Heh. ]

I promised to wait until I'm at least twenty.

[ There's no hesitation for him to nod. ]

To become a Composer, that's... kind of a requirement.

[He draws in a breath, then glances over to the kitchen.]

I want to learn more about what being a Composer entails, but I'll need to take care of the crab, first.

[Which means eating it, which will take a bit. Granted, they have a lot of time, but Shido... would really rather know this sooner rather than later.]

Perhaps you should just rest for now. This session was hard on you.

[ He lowers his gaze, and then nods. ]

Yeah... I'll go lie down in my apartment, for now. Message me when you're done?

Of course. Take care.

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a motherfucking crit fail on a save VS more tears..........?????

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