[ah. . . in that instant, Akira's heart swells, its cavities filling with the warmth of unabashed affection. he feels that pressure squeezing against his hand, hears the muted wonder in what few words do make it past Yu's lips, and he can't help the way his smile softens with open warmth]
Yeah?
[he squeezes Yu's hand in return, before tugging against it once again to guide his companion towards the little set up nestled between glowing flowers]
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Yeah?
[he squeezes Yu's hand in return, before tugging against it once again to guide his companion towards the little set up nestled between glowing flowers]
I take it that means you like it?