[The look Kurama gets at that response is absolutely exasperated, but clearly exaggerated. He's protesting, at the moment, far more for the sake of it than for any level of actual irritation.
But a word gives him pause. "Detective". Something he hasn't mentioned to any person since he arrived, and he couldn't come up for a good reason as to why Akira would bring it up.
It's then that Akira comes over and he looks up, then delicately sets the flower on the nearby table, then reaches up to take the coffee from Akira. At the change in name, he gives a blink, and... his cheeks might be heating up, ever so slightly?
He tries to hide it behind a sip of coffee, when...
Akira just takes a seat in his lap, and oh... that makes the blush intensify a bit.]
Aren't we comfortable?
[His feelings are somewhere between confused, embarrassed, amused and... somehow delighted. Well, if this is the way things are going to be? Akechi is going to set down his device in favor of bringing his hand up and running it through those messy curls.]
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But a word gives him pause. "Detective". Something he hasn't mentioned to any person since he arrived, and he couldn't come up for a good reason as to why Akira would bring it up.
It's then that Akira comes over and he looks up, then delicately sets the flower on the nearby table, then reaches up to take the coffee from Akira. At the change in name, he gives a blink, and... his cheeks might be heating up, ever so slightly?
He tries to hide it behind a sip of coffee, when...
Akira just takes a seat in his lap, and oh... that makes the blush intensify a bit.]
Aren't we comfortable?
[His feelings are somewhere between confused, embarrassed, amused and... somehow delighted. Well, if this is the way things are going to be? Akechi is going to set down his device in favor of bringing his hand up and running it through those messy curls.]