[ he knows akira would hate him if he knew the truth. he knows that's going to lose him soon, once election day comes and akechi shoots shido. he won't even bother trying to hide evidence. won't even bother trying to hide who did it because that's the whole point of this. for shido to know. for the world to know.
his fingers twitch restlessly at the top of the chair. he'd be in jail, in a world without akira. he'd never get to speak to him, he'd never see him. akira would hate him.
he moves without thinking and in the rarest displays of affection he's ever done, because he doesn't like people and definitely doesn't like any of this sort of stuff, he stands behind akira and rests his face into akira's hair, hands resting loosely on akira's back. it's not quite a hug but it's -... it's something. ]
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his fingers twitch restlessly at the top of the chair. he'd be in jail, in a world without akira. he'd never get to speak to him, he'd never see him. akira would hate him.
he moves without thinking and in the rarest displays of affection he's ever done, because he doesn't like people and definitely doesn't like any of this sort of stuff, he stands behind akira and rests his face into akira's hair, hands resting loosely on akira's back. it's not quite a hug but it's -... it's something. ]