[ He will take that as a 'yes' - Akechi would have made it clear if he wasn't remotely okay with the idea. That's not even taking into account that none of this would be happening, if he wasn't okay with sharing a bed with Akira.
At least... not in their current states.
In any case, he moves to press his forehead against Akechi's head, eyes closing. He won't risk saying anything else for the time being, and he's it's a considerable number of minutes before he gently releases the opposite form. One hand brushes against the older teen's cheek before he sits up. ]
So we are clear... [ sign language doesn't make for easy use of words like "we're" or "they're" and all that ] ... do you want me to leave?
[ He's giving the hint of a teasing smile; yes he is playing on how Akechi said he doesn't understand him. Though, said teasing comes with him gently brushing his fingers through the other young man's hair. Also he might be sliding off his glasses with some level of nonchalance. THIS IS TOTALLY UR LAST CHANCE TO STOP HIM AKECHI.
Nah, it's just to clean them for a moment. While they're sitting in his lap, he looks back over to Akechi. He tilts his head at him for a moment. Honestly, without the glasses in the way, his view is always better - the thick frames aren't in the way, and whatever stray particles wound up on the lenses aren't annoyingly blocking the tiniest of details.
Plus no glare is kind of nice, and moisture in the air doesn't fog the lenses? Heh... he really could go without them here, couldn't he? And yet...
... Well, anyway...
He might be distractedly studying Akechi's face, for now, warmth and fondness in his eyes as he brushes any and all stray hairs away from it. ]
throws another thing at???
At least... not in their current states.
In any case, he moves to press his forehead against Akechi's head, eyes closing. He won't risk saying anything else for the time being, and he's it's a considerable number of minutes before he gently releases the opposite form. One hand brushes against the older teen's cheek before he sits up. ]
So we are clear... [ sign language doesn't make for easy use of words like "we're" or "they're" and all that ] ... do you want me to leave?
[ He's giving the hint of a teasing smile; yes he is playing on how Akechi said he doesn't understand him. Though, said teasing comes with him gently brushing his fingers through the other young man's hair. Also he might be sliding off his glasses with some level of nonchalance. THIS IS TOTALLY UR LAST CHANCE TO STOP HIM AKECHI.
Nah, it's just to clean them for a moment. While they're sitting in his lap, he looks back over to Akechi. He tilts his head at him for a moment. Honestly, without the glasses in the way, his view is always better - the thick frames aren't in the way, and whatever stray particles wound up on the lenses aren't annoyingly blocking the tiniest of details.
Plus no glare is kind of nice, and moisture in the air doesn't fog the lenses? Heh... he really could go without them here, couldn't he? And yet...
... Well, anyway...
He might be distractedly studying Akechi's face, for now, warmth and fondness in his eyes as he brushes any and all stray hairs away from it. ]