[Ichigo can respect that choice, honestly. For so long, he's felt nothing but pain, thrumming against his senses so long that he went numb to it. The relief and joy flooding through his system is so different, so wonderful, and if Akira wants to just surrender himself to it?
Then he will, too.
As Akira takes his face into his hands, Ichigo stares at him with those same lovestruck eyes as before - speaking of a deep love, but one he's not pushing on Akira, not hoping for declarations of love -
(as nice as it would be, but he's not good enough for that)
-but just simply being allowed to stay by his side and take in his comfort and warmth. There's even something a little...faintly scary about how devoted he looks, how utterly focused he is on this one moment, like the world itself could come crashing down and he wouldn't care.
He presses into the kiss, making a gentle, happy hum as he does.
Everything is right with the world in this moment.]
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Then he will, too.
As Akira takes his face into his hands, Ichigo stares at him with those same lovestruck eyes as before - speaking of a deep love, but one he's not pushing on Akira, not hoping for declarations of love -
(as nice as it would be, but he's not good enough for that)
-but just simply being allowed to stay by his side and take in his comfort and warmth. There's even something a little...faintly scary about how devoted he looks, how utterly focused he is on this one moment, like the world itself could come crashing down and he wouldn't care.
He presses into the kiss, making a gentle, happy hum as he does.
Everything is right with the world in this moment.]