[ Aki goes, because he doesn't have the strength to resist, the strength to do anything except lie down on the bed and reach for Tsurumaru, to lean in to the warm length of his body and cling to what feels the most real to him.
Each brush of his metal arm against his skin has him wincing, feeling uncomfortable and on edge, but it's not the kind of prosthetic he can just take off. It's stuck to him now, and it doesn't elude him just how close to a gun's metallic sheen it actually is.
Instead of saying anything about it, he sighs, reaching out to grip at Tsurumaru's clothing, to hold himself close. ]
I'll - please. Keep me safe. Just a little longer.
(Gently, so gently, he removes Aki's hands from his clothes but he makes sure to keep ahold of him as he settles down and sits next to him. He can play his head on his lap if he would like. Then, Tsurumaru will pull the covers over him, tuck him in carefully. He can't help but laugh softly,)
Why settle for a little when you can have all of my time?
(Running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his tired, heavy shoulders,)
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Each brush of his metal arm against his skin has him wincing, feeling uncomfortable and on edge, but it's not the kind of prosthetic he can just take off. It's stuck to him now, and it doesn't elude him just how close to a gun's metallic sheen it actually is.
Instead of saying anything about it, he sighs, reaching out to grip at Tsurumaru's clothing, to hold himself close. ]
I'll - please. Keep me safe. Just a little longer.
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Why settle for a little when you can have all of my time?
(Running his fingers through his hair and rubbing his tired, heavy shoulders,)
You're safe with me. I'll protect you.
(Stroking, brushing, rubbing, caring,)
Go to sleep, go to sleep...