[ he's fighting the urge to just think of hibiki and send him a picture of himself. instead, he remembers the trip to hawaii. so he thinks of the selfie they all took, because of course they did, they're millennials. ]
Those are my friends from back home. Some of them, anyway. Ann's here.
[ Something you like from your world, duh!! Hibiki focuses on the image as hard as he only can, trying to commit each tiny detail to memory just in case. Their expressions, appearance...everything about this image makes Hibiki smile. ]
[ it's soft, a sort of fondness that replaces any subconscious thoughts of what would happen once the coven disbanded and sent them all home. no, the king of yolo is just focusing on the immediate future. ]
[ Hibiki makes a mental note that before their outing, he should obtain a camera and take a picture together. Akira could show it to his friends in the future, too.
This bittersweet thought makes him press into Akira. They'll have to part ways one day, that much is clear. But it doesn't have to mean that they can't try being happy together, even if just for a while. ]
[ he lets the comforting silence overtake them for a few moments, his hand absently playing with hibiki's hair. it's soft. nothing like his messy curls that are probably soft, too, but far less silky. ]
Don't be ridiculous, no one's colder than Captain Kohaku.
[ The tone is as dramatic as it can only be, but it's not as easy to stick to the decorum when the urge to chuckle is real. Hibiki remains strong, though. ]
Do you think we'll be getting any sleep tonight...?
[ This is an innocent question, just so you know. ]
[ Honestly, he is a bit tired. Not that much to doze off right away, but the warmth of Akira's body makes it more difficult to focus on staying awake. ]
[ The reply doesn't come, unless Hibiki nuzzling into Akira's chest counts as one. He'll be irritated with himself in the morning as he truly considered staying up the whole night, hoping to learn as much as possible about him. ]
[ At the very least, he makes up for falling asleep so fast in the morning by waking up earlier than usual. He never promised not to watch Akira asleep, so he's going to do just that. But first of all, Hibiki is going to pinch his own hand hard, checking if this isn't a dream. Simply observing the other youth is difficult, but the urge to trace his fingertips along Akira's jaw is easy to fight off when he realizes that could wake him up.
After a few minutes of careful studying every feature of sleeping Akira, Hibiki whispers to himself, softly as possible. ]
How dare you, Thief. You stole my heart.
[ His own words make him want to laugh. So cheesy. At this rate, he'll reach Kagura's level in no time. ]
[ the words, no matter how quietly spoken, manage to stir akira. he's used to the background noise of pots and pans from downstairs, the smell of early morning coffee, and the fumbling of small cat paws. he isn't used to a soft voice and a warmer body.
his eyes flutter open and he groggily blinks at hibiki. then shuts his eyes again. and then hugs hibiki closer like a pillow. ]
[ He's certainly not used to filling a role of a pillow. At the same time, this awakening is the most endearing thing. Even if it's five more hours rather than minutes, he won't mind.
It's amusing that the thought they spent a night together already sinks in right now of all times. ]
[ listen, it was brought on by a desire to comfort! not hormones! it's fine.
akira remains still for a few more moments, drifting in and out of sleep. eventually, the gears in his head start working again and he opens his eyes. his hair is even messier than usual and he has his face buried against hibiki's arm. it's quite the look for a phantom thief. ]
Morning, sunshine. [ he yawns, blearily blinking up at him. ]
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Those are my friends from back home. Some of them, anyway. Ann's here.
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You seem to be having fun...I'm envious.
[ He's just teasing at this point. ]
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[ from being thieves and hooligans. he interlaces their fingers out of habit. ]
Have you ever been to the beach? Before the island, I mean.
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I haven't. Besides, it seems pointless to go alone. [ Before Akira even has the chance to ask, he squeezes his hand. ] Would you go with me someday?
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[ it's soft, a sort of fondness that replaces any subconscious thoughts of what would happen once the coven disbanded and sent them all home. no, the king of yolo is just focusing on the immediate future. ]
... Just so long as the crabs are gone.
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[ Hibiki makes a mental note that before their outing, he should obtain a camera and take a picture together. Akira could show it to his friends in the future, too.
This bittersweet thought makes him press into Akira. They'll have to part ways one day, that much is clear. But it doesn't have to mean that they can't try being happy together, even if just for a while. ]
I'll be looking forward to it.
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[ he lets the comforting silence overtake them for a few moments, his hand absently playing with hibiki's hair. it's soft. nothing like his messy curls that are probably soft, too, but far less silky. ]
You're warm.
[ he means it as a compliment. ]
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Am I? That's something new.
[ His hand goes up to Akira's cheek to caress it gently. ]
Are you sure you're not mistaken?
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[ he smirks. ]
Maybe I'm just colder than you.
[ how mysterious??? he leans into the touch though, grinning, eyes shutting to focus solely on the feel. ]
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[ The tone is as dramatic as it can only be, but it's not as easy to stick to the decorum when the urge to chuckle is real. Hibiki remains strong, though. ]
Do you think we'll be getting any sleep tonight...?
[ This is an innocent question, just so you know. ]
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Ah... Maybe? I don't mind either way. I like talking to you.
[ so if they lay up talking all night, it's fine with him. if they doze off, that's fine, too. there's no real downside to this arrangement. ]
Sleep whenever you're tired, though. Thief's honor that I won't creepily watch you sleep.
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I'm not tired yet. [ A yawn follows his words, which ruins the effect. ] Really.
[ That didn't sound too reassuring, though. ]
I want to hear more stories about you. Tell me something, please.
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Cool stories or?
[ akira please. he brushes hibiki's hair behind his ear. ]
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[ Let him close his eyes for a few minutes... ]
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[ this is his go to story... ]
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[ Smiling to himself, Hibiki lets his hand wander off to find the other boy's and entwine their fingers together.
He's either half-asleep or pretending to be. ]
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When I first started making coffee, my guardian spit it out because it tasted so crappy. I've never been more disappointed in my life.
[ he's obviously joking about that last bit given the deadpan. ]
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[ Honestly, he is a bit tired. Not that much to doze off right away, but the warmth of Akira's body makes it more difficult to focus on staying awake. ]
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[ he ponders for a moment. ]
I did get the Palai to let me use their cafe to make Giorno a cup, though. We can go sometime.
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Goodnight, Hibiki.
[ he grins, tipping his head down to kiss the crown of his head. goodnight, sweet prince. ]
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After a few minutes of careful studying every feature of sleeping Akira, Hibiki whispers to himself, softly as possible. ]
How dare you, Thief. You stole my heart.
[ His own words make him want to laugh. So cheesy. At this rate, he'll reach Kagura's level in no time. ]
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his eyes flutter open and he groggily blinks at hibiki. then shuts his eyes again. and then hugs hibiki closer like a pillow. ]
...Mm. Five more minutes?
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[ He's certainly not used to filling a role of a pillow. At the same time, this awakening is the most endearing thing. Even if it's five more hours rather than minutes, he won't mind.
It's amusing that the thought they spent a night together already sinks in right now of all times. ]
Five more minutes.
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akira remains still for a few more moments, drifting in and out of sleep. eventually, the gears in his head start working again and he opens his eyes. his hair is even messier than usual and he has his face buried against hibiki's arm. it's quite the look for a phantom thief. ]
Morning, sunshine. [ he yawns, blearily blinking up at him. ]
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