[mmm. . . now that Akira thinks about it. . . there's no way his parents would allow Minato to live with them, would they. . .? and. . . how would they even feel about Minato, the love of Akira's life, being-- well. . .]
[. . .]
[a complicated look crosses Akira's expression, gaze flickering down for a moment. it feels stupid, for them to have come this far, only for him to suddenly face the obstacles of reality, which feel so much more daunting]
[ ... oh dear. Minato is plenty familiar with that expression. That's 100% the "reality has sunk in" face. He's quiet for a moment in response, before he just quietly reaches out to take Akira's hand in his own. ]
Of course we will.
We've come this far, haven't we...? I'm sure... no matter what, we can figure out the rest.
[the expression of someone who realizes he'll have to somehow appeal to parents who sent him away during the worst time of his life. . . lmao. but at the same time, the way Minato's fingers lace with his own, warm and solid, absolutely helps. some of the tension melts from Akira's shoulders as he lifts his gaze and forces out a weak smile]
[once upon a time, Akira might have protested that. . . might have insisted that he could handle it on his own, no matter how difficult the burden. but now. . .]
[his eyes slip shut again, and his smile doesn't fade]
[ a beat, and Minato lingers one more second, just looking at Akira--and then he leans in for a quick peck of a kiss, and pulls away properly to go say farewell to the rest of the friends he's made here.
With Akira, at least the parting is very, very temporary. ]
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[he nuzzles his nose against Minato's. . . 'cause it's cute, and he's feeling affectionate]
As if I'd ever let things be any other way.
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... Just because you were so sure doesn't mean...
[ ...
Well.
It's fine, he supposes, to leave it at that.
... wait. ]
Did... you say something about living with you? Does that mean in Yongen-Jaya?
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[. . .]
[but also. . . there's. . . a notable pause at that]
Mmm. . . [quietly] No.
I went back to live with my parents when the probation ended, so. . .
[he's not in Tokyo anymore]
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[ that's a little bit of a surprise, but Minato just blinks, tilting his head. ]
Well... you know I'll follow you anywhere, so...
[ it doesn't matter where in Japan they are. ]
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[. . .]
[a complicated look crosses Akira's expression, gaze flickering down for a moment. it feels stupid, for them to have come this far, only for him to suddenly face the obstacles of reality, which feel so much more daunting]
. . . right.
[A BREATH]
We'll figure it out.
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Of course we will.
We've come this far, haven't we...? I'm sure... no matter what, we can figure out the rest.
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Yeah. Of course.
Where there's a will, there's a way, right?
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[ Minato's learned this firsthand. But he just squeezes Akira's hands in his own, expression soft. ]
But this one won't be all on your shoulders. I'll help too, in whatever ways I can.
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[his eyes slip shut again, and his smile doesn't fade]
I know you will.
. . . thanks.
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... We should finish saying our farewells. And then... we've got a new life to prepare for, right?
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Yeah. Though. . . it's not like we're in a rush.
We can take our time seeing everyone off before we go.
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[ Minato nods simply at that, lingering for a moment longer close to Akira... before he finally sighs. ]
... Okay.
[ he pulls back. ]
I want to catch everyone before they leave. But--I'll be back soon, okay?
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[drawing back as well, equally as reluctant]
I'll meet you near the station later. When everything is final.
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[ a beat, and Minato lingers one more second, just looking at Akira--and then he leans in for a quick peck of a kiss, and pulls away properly to go say farewell to the rest of the friends he's made here.
With Akira, at least the parting is very, very temporary. ]