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[messianic]

[ ... And Minato stares at Akira's hand.

He stares at it, and thinks about the night before and that dream, and thinks about the kiss under the mistletoe--but also about how sweet Akira can be, how kind and brave and how he's always doing what he can for the people here.

But--

It's not fair for him to want this. ]

Isn't this... greedy of me to want...?

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[Akira keeps his hand patiently extended, gaze locked on Minato's expression, on every crevice and curve of his features. he feels his heart hammering in his eras again, his breath practically captured in his throat. come on, he thinks, just. . . let me get through to you]

Only if it makes me greedy, too.

[but. . . aren't feelings like this always a little inherently selfish?]

And you were wrong about one other thing, too.

[jaw set, chin tilted up]

You do have a future ahead of you. I told you already-- I'll fight for it if I have to.

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[ ... Minato shouldn't really believe in that sort of thing, he knows. He made this choice, and... that's okay.

... But... sometimes... Akira makes him feel like maybe it's not okay--in a good way. That maybe it's okay to want more.

He breathes out a shaky breath... and reaches out to gently rest his hand in Akira's. ]

... I'm still sorry.

[ It's barely whispered. ]

I'm sorry that you have to fight for that.

[ But he wants this too. ]

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[Minato!!! god!!!! EVEN NOW, YOU'RE GIVING HIM ANEURYSMS]

Don't be.

[his tone is firm again, fingers curling tightly around Minato's. his hand. . . it's warm, and it's funny how Minato's feels so perfectly right pressed against his own. like. . . two interlocking pieces of a puzzle]

You made your choice. Let me make mine, too. Okay?

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[ ... And Minato dips his head, sighing ruefully--but despite himself, there's a smile that's slowly curving his lips.

He still thinks this is a bad idea, but...

... Akira said yes. ]

... Okay. I don't want to take that away from you. And... even though I'm worried, I'm... happy, too.

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[with the tension finally seeping out of the room, Akira can focus on the thrumming in his ears, on the lightness that flutters in his chest. he ducks his head a bit, giving Minato's hand a gentle squeeze as his features curve into a genuine, but lopsided, smile]

I— yeah. Me too.

[a pause]

. . . I thought I had made you feel awkward, you know? Like I had taken things too far by getting swept up in the moment. I was just goofing around, but—

[a helpless, sheepish shrug]

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[ Minato snorts softly under his breath at that, rubbing the back of his head with his other hand.

The hand in Akira's remains there, and he squeezes it back gently. ]

... I enjoyed it.

But... we didn't talk about it, so I thought, um...

[ ... He doesn't want to bring down the mood again, so he just shrugs helplessly. Akira knows what he thought. ]

And then there was last night--

[ oh he does remember the dream ]

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[







]

[SWEATS]

What. . . about last night?

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[ opens mouth





closes mouth. ]

Never mind. If you didn't, um-- well.

It doesn't matter.

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[wHAT IS HAPPENING]

[IS HE TALKING ABOUT THE DREAM???]

. . . are you talking about. . .

[. . .]

Things that happen while you're asleep?

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[ ... blinks at Akira blankly. ]

... Have you been punished so you can't say the word "dream", or something...?

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[high pitched noise, his cheeks flushing red]

No—!

[it's just if he says the word "dream" he doesn't trust himself not to say "sex" first]

It's just— ah. A strange thing to bring up??

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[ ... squints at Akira suspiciously at those red cheeks. ]

... Well. If it's strange and you don't remember anything, then it must've just been a strange thing here and we don't have to talk about it.

[ IN FACT, HE IS RELIEVED BY THIS CONFIRMATION. ]

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[DON'T WALLOW IN THAT RELIEVE FOR TOO LONG, MINATO!!!]

[looks away, free hand coming up to tug bashfully at his bangs]

Right. Exactly. I remember nothing. There's nothing to remember.

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[ jiiiiii





... ]

Oh no.

[ OH NO. ]

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[SHOVES A HAND IN MINATO'S FACE]

How would you even know about it. . .!

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[ SHOVED.

WOW RUDE.

And with a cheek smooshed up against Akira's hand-- ]

I don't know...! It just, um--happened...?

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[OOOOOOOOH MY GOD????]

Are you some kind of dream seer?

[he does not mean this seriously he's trying to cover up his embarrassment that APPARENTLY MINATO KNOWS ABOUT THE SEX DREAM??? OH MY GOD]

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No--?!

[ GOD AKIRA. ]

I, um--for a minute I thought maybe--

[ that it was his dream. ]

--but I heard people say that they were, like... ending up in other peoples' dreams a bit...?

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[oh my goooooood]

[buries his face in one hand, cheeks so red he almost looks like a beet]

Whyyyyy. . .

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[ he looks like he's searching for words, honestly.

But finally-- ]

Oh, so it was your dream?

... Huh. That explains some things.

[ MINATO YOU'LL KILL THIS BOY. ]

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[JUST. . . LETS OUT A HOLLOW LAUGH INTO HIS PALM]

We can stop talking about it any time now. . .!

[this is what happens when ur deep dream fantasies are made semi-public. to the one person they featured the most]

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[ ... ]

Oh, right, sorry.

[ whoops!! ]

I didn't mean to make things awkward. It was just, um, a surprise...? So I'm glad to understand a bit better now.

[ .......... and quietly: ]

I'm not mad about it. [ QUITE THE CONTRARY.... ]

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[. . .]

[. . . . . . .]

[. . . . . . . . . .]

[lifts his head again, face still super scarlet]

. . . I'm not usually. . . the type to move that-- ah. That fast?

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Oh--me neither.

[ He says that much easily. Then, with a faintly sheepish smile-- ]

But, well... maybe because it was a dream, or maybe because you could just... be yourself, but...

It was nice. Seeing another side of you.