[Oh... so that kind of gentle touch is okay. At least, Ren seemed to enjoy it.
Akechi searches his face for an explanation, eyes narrowing when one doesn't come.] Obviously. I've said it before, haven't I? There's nothing wrong with presenting oneself in a favorable light.
[The difference is that Akechi's "favorable light" has always been an act, whereas Ren's has always been nothing but genuine. He sighs and shakes his head, tugging off his gloves with only a grimace from the pain in his injured shoulder.
Once his gloves are off and discarded beside him on the bed, he reaches up, bare fingers ghosting along Ren's chin as Akechi studies his face.]
What concerns me is that you feel the need to say so. What happened?
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Akechi searches his face for an explanation, eyes narrowing when one doesn't come.] Obviously. I've said it before, haven't I? There's nothing wrong with presenting oneself in a favorable light.
[The difference is that Akechi's "favorable light" has always been an act, whereas Ren's has always been nothing but genuine. He sighs and shakes his head, tugging off his gloves with only a grimace from the pain in his injured shoulder.
Once his gloves are off and discarded beside him on the bed, he reaches up, bare fingers ghosting along Ren's chin as Akechi studies his face.]
What concerns me is that you feel the need to say so. What happened?