akira

[preordain]

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[preordain]

He did ask me to.

[ okay, he knows that explanation is not enough. ]

He kept taunting me, and said I wouldn't shoot him. So, I did. It's fine, I didn't kill him.

[tearduct]

[Very suddenly, he swings around in front if Ryo, stopping, facing him, not caring if Ryo runs into him or not.

His expression pinches.]

Don’t do that again, Ryo. Do you want someone to come after you because you hurt someone?

[He cannot.]

Why did you take the flowers, Ryo?

[preordain]

No one really cared that much, even Itto barely did.

[ probably because he knows he instigated it. although again he knows that argument isn't going to win over akira, so he won't push it too much.

the second question, though, makes him pause. ]

... can't I ask for flowers?

[tearduct]

[His jaw sets. Ryo is making him out to be the asshole, daring to question why someone can or can't as for flowers. His chest swells from the restraint of not getting angry.]

What are you going to do with them?

[preordain]

Hm? Nothing, really. Perhaps use it as decoration in my room?

[ he tries to look around akira, like he's about to start walking again. ]

Why are you curious?

[tearduct]

[Dec... Decoration.

For a moment, his vision goes out, blinding white to fully black. He's so... angry. This excuse. He can feel the swell in his chest getting bottle-necked in him.

He grabs Ryo so swiftly by the throat, gripping the white skin under his fingers. But almost as soon as he does it, he realizes, he scares himself, and he yanks his hand away like it's scalded. The rage drains away, and he spins around to stalk off.]

[preordain]

[ ah.

when ryo is released, his hand immediately goes to feel at his neck as he just stares after akira. he doesn't call out to him or try to stop him. instead, he's just mentally recalculating something that he didn't know he wasn't aware of until now.

welp. ]