[ Aki watches, eyes wide, a touch breathless, before his fingers brush tenderly over the other man's skin, nodding his head. ]

Then stay with me. Stay.

[ Tilting up, Aki kisses him again, seeks it out, so his heart doesn't explode from the warmth of the moment, so he doesn't perish from how sweet and soft he is feeling. ]

I will carry you, Tsurumaru. Fight with you, alongside you, anything that you want from me. I'll do it.

[ Their noses brush, and he knows this is intense, this is - something more than words, but it feels perfect. It feels like exactly what he needed. ]

Let us live as many days as we have with everything we have, hm?