Akira will, uh, politely avert his gaze while he undresses himself? And when he's looking back...An
Oh my.
Don't get distracted, Akira.
...ah. He can feel that internal struggle. That's...
God, this level of self destructiveness makes Akira's stomach twist. He just continues to gently instill that security and calm— it's okay, there's no need to fight...
And the returned gesture and smile has a bit of a blush of his own rising to his cheeks, gaze softening considerably. His hand comes up and takes the god's, giving a squeeze.
Being so bisexual is hard, isn't it? Big mood, Akira. Apollon can't help the quiet laugh that slips out, some amusement blossoming, even if there's still the struggle within.
It's difficult, letting go, but he very gradually does. His breath softly catches when Akira takes his hand, and he can feel his eyes threatening to sting - a dim ache surfaces, and he takes a deep breath.
Still, he lets his hand stay in the human's. The security and calm certainly help... They help more and more, the longer Akira persists.
After a moment, he finally does relax completely. He holds a blink, tugging Akira's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. ]
[Wtf... there's a small huff at that, shut up Apollon...
Even if that quiet laugh tickles his eardrums and makes him yearn to hear more: a light-hearted, genuine laugh from deep within.
Ah... there's so much pain. Even this little contact has... so much yearning and grief attached with it.
So much damage in his heart...
... oh. His face is definitely turning red at the kiss to his knuckles, breath catching softly. He doesn't pull away at all, instead offering a gentle smile.]
[ He yawns, sleepiness finally taking over, relaxation working its magic. ]
Wake me up if you're not comfortable sharing a bed with me, all right? Don't let me steal it. I can always move...
[ Another yawn as he somewhat snuggles into the pillow, a gentle smile - a genuine one, for once - surfacing. He's going to be dozing off in a matter of seconds, after that. ]
He slowly withdraws his hand, watching the god sleep for a moment. Hopefully, the peaceful way he went to sleep means there's less of a trigger for nightmares to occur, but...
Akira will stay here anyway, just in case. He never used his powers on a sleeping person before, but he doesn't see why he shouldn't be able to...]
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Oh, my.
Akira will, uh, politely avert his gaze while he undresses himself? And when he's looking back...An
Oh my.
Don't get distracted, Akira.
...ah. He can feel that internal struggle. That's...
God, this level of self destructiveness makes Akira's stomach twist. He just continues to gently instill that security and calm— it's okay, there's no need to fight...
And the returned gesture and smile has a bit of a blush of his own rising to his cheeks, gaze softening considerably. His hand comes up and takes the god's, giving a squeeze.
Akira will help him. No matter what.]
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Being so bisexual is hard, isn't it? Big mood, Akira. Apollon can't help the quiet laugh that slips out, some amusement blossoming, even if there's still the struggle within.
It's difficult, letting go, but he very gradually does. His breath softly catches when Akira takes his hand, and he can feel his eyes threatening to sting - a dim ache surfaces, and he takes a deep breath.
Still, he lets his hand stay in the human's. The security and calm certainly help... They help more and more, the longer Akira persists.
After a moment, he finally does relax completely. He holds a blink, tugging Akira's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. ]
Thank you, Akira...
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Even if that quiet laugh tickles his eardrums and makes him yearn to hear more: a light-hearted, genuine laugh from deep within.
Ah... there's so much pain. Even this little contact has... so much yearning and grief attached with it.
So much damage in his heart...
... oh. His face is definitely turning red at the kiss to his knuckles, breath catching softly. He doesn't pull away at all, instead offering a gentle smile.]
Sweet dreams, Apollon.
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Wake me up if you're not comfortable sharing a bed with me, all right? Don't let me steal it. I can always move...
[ Another yawn as he somewhat snuggles into the pillow, a gentle smile - a genuine one, for once - surfacing. He's going to be dozing off in a matter of seconds, after that. ]
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He slowly withdraws his hand, watching the god sleep for a moment. Hopefully, the peaceful way he went to sleep means there's less of a trigger for nightmares to occur, but...
Akira will stay here anyway, just in case. He never used his powers on a sleeping person before, but he doesn't see why he shouldn't be able to...]