[Kurama definitely notices the implications of that exchange; it makes him wonder how long they've been here, and what point in their timelines Goro is from, that Akira doesn't already have first name privileges.

But he sets that aside for now, and sips his coffee gratefully before picking his device back up in his free hand.

...he also wonders a bit if that is literally Santa or someone using the title or just a joke about someone who likes to give gifts. But he'll set that aside for now, too.]

I'm not completely spoiled to Leblanc's house blend yet. This is fine, thank you.

[Akira sitting on Goro's lap is adorable but Kurama only has a second to appreciate it properly. Because then he has legs on his lap? And settled against Goro's side with Akira's legs stretched across his, that last nagging discontent dies with a happy whimper.

Doomed. He's utterly fucking doomed, because this feels perfect.]