[ scoldingly. lightly and playfully scoldingly, which changes into just gentle threading through the strands of Akira's hair when his kisses turn softer and lighter. They're less distracting this way, which is good--while still being affectionate and nice. ]
she steels her voice; this is hard to repeat. she only found out this morning. ] He said he had already died, sealing away some god, and not to waste my time looking for him in future.
[Akira draws back when Minato does, letting out a breath as he rests his head against the door. one hand comes up to idly push Minato's damp bangs from his forehead]
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