[And of course THAT'S when it catches up to him on what Mitsuru is saying. That she might be in love with him. He sucks in his breath, feeling like she just landed a strike right between his lungs. Weird how it both hurts and doesn't all at the same time.]
"Y-you... Might love me too-?"
[Even as his heart gives a weird lurch, Akihiko has to remind himself that he hasn't been frozen in ice yet. So this isn't the worst direction this conversation could have gone in. Though his pulse begs to differ with how much it pounds through him, and leaves him almost shivering.
At least Mitsuru hasn't commented on that yet. He doesn't want to give off the impression that he's scared of her-
...Or at least, he's not completely scared of her. Or what she's talking about.
Though if he's a little bit shaky, it's clear that he's not the only one. Especially with how Mitsuru is sinking into the covers, and almost drifting away from him. And he can't quite sit by and watch that happen.]
"W-wait."
[He stretches a hand out and carefully lays his fingers across her shoulder.]
"..."
[Granted. Now that he has the physical touch down, he needs to figure out what to do or say next.]
"...Not arguing that it's embarrassing. If I knew you were listening, I'd try to speak better. I'd just been working on figuring it all out, and saying it out loud was... I was hoping I'd get some more practice in, before talking to you.
But I... I guess you figured out what I've been trying to say. It's just been hard to figure it out, or get it into words. But I... I... Think I feel the exact same-"
[And that's when his other hand takes her opposite shoulder. And he's moving half on reflex now with trying to pull he close and hoping this is the right call and she's not going to shy away now.]
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"Y-you... Might love me too-?"
[Even as his heart gives a weird lurch, Akihiko has to remind himself that he hasn't been frozen in ice yet. So this isn't the worst direction this conversation could have gone in. Though his pulse begs to differ with how much it pounds through him, and leaves him almost shivering.
At least Mitsuru hasn't commented on that yet. He doesn't want to give off the impression that he's scared of her-
...Or at least, he's not completely scared of her. Or what she's talking about.
Though if he's a little bit shaky, it's clear that he's not the only one. Especially with how Mitsuru is sinking into the covers, and almost drifting away from him. And he can't quite sit by and watch that happen.]
"W-wait."
[He stretches a hand out and carefully lays his fingers across her shoulder.]
"..."
[Granted. Now that he has the physical touch down, he needs to figure out what to do or say next.]
"...Not arguing that it's embarrassing. If I knew you were listening, I'd try to speak better. I'd just been working on figuring it all out, and saying it out loud was... I was hoping I'd get some more practice in, before talking to you.
But I... I guess you figured out what I've been trying to say. It's just been hard to figure it out, or get it into words. But I... I... Think I feel the exact same-"
[And that's when his other hand takes her opposite shoulder. And he's moving half on reflex now with trying to pull he close and hoping this is the right call and she's not going to shy away now.]