[This is THE WORST. Maruki points out his own right to do what he wants as if Akechi is the one with women coming through his goddamn window in the dead of night. He's stunned into a brand new world of absolute silence - a part of him grateful for the split second where there are, effectively, zero thoughts in his mind.
It's blissful. Empty. Maruki's movements don't register as his brain struggles to catch up with the horrifying realization that just happened when-
A bap to the head - it kickstarts his body back to life, full steam ahead in a whole new direction.
He reaches up to touch at where the light tap occurred, as if Maruki has done the impossible and Akechi has untouchable up until this moment. A superpower hidden in a paperback book. Anger might swell in a minute. Right now, he's simply stunned.
But not enough to let those comments go by without a response.]
I'm not a child and I don't want details, but there's no need to pretend - quite frankly, it's insulting.
[This is awful. Bad. He can't help to drop his face in back into his hands for a second to recuperate from the shit that's happening.
Not 10. He's 18, going on 19. Only a child in age, not in maturity. Maruki's getting flustered in a pathetic way, but he won't.
He presses his fingertips into his eyes for a second. Awesome. The colors against his eyelid are good. Grounding. Back to the topic.
Both hands settle back on the counter. A deep breath. He's gucci gold.]
Please don't make this more difficult than it has to be.
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It's blissful. Empty. Maruki's movements don't register as his brain struggles to catch up with the horrifying realization that just happened when-
A bap to the head - it kickstarts his body back to life, full steam ahead in a whole new direction.
He reaches up to touch at where the light tap occurred, as if Maruki has done the impossible and Akechi has untouchable up until this moment. A superpower hidden in a paperback book. Anger might swell in a minute. Right now, he's simply stunned.
But not enough to let those comments go by without a response.]
I'm not a child and I don't want details, but there's no need to pretend - quite frankly, it's insulting.
[This is awful. Bad. He can't help to drop his face in back into his hands for a second to recuperate from the shit that's happening.
Not 10. He's 18, going on 19. Only a child in age, not in maturity. Maruki's getting flustered in a pathetic way, but he won't.
He presses his fingertips into his eyes for a second. Awesome. The colors against his eyelid are good. Grounding. Back to the topic.
Both hands settle back on the counter. A deep breath. He's gucci gold.]
Please don't make this more difficult than it has to be.