[ All the relief Akira feels is mirrored and doubled in Haruaki; it's okay that he can't say it yet. More than okay. Akira trusts him, knows that what is in his heart will eventually be spoken into true existence, absent of any manipulation either of them face. It'll be solely for just the two of them.
He lets himself be swayed, like a reed waving happily in a breeze by the river, and nods so hard his cowlick flops in his face. ]
Yes! Yes, of course!
[ So long as Akira doesn't mind that he won't hear it back just yet...
God, of course Haruaki wants to hear it.
His bright flush hasn't died down once, but it flares to new life now. ]
No one's ever said that to me before, you know...
[ Which stands to reason, given he'd never even been kissed, but still. It feels important to tell Akira, to let him know that hearing it will fill a gap in Haruaki's life that he figured he'd always live with. ]
[ He won't say he can't imagine why--Haruaki isn't a man who keeps many secrets, including how he's lived until now, and in their nightly bedtime talks Akira plays Haruaki's admission of past loneliness over and over in his mind now that he's staring up at the man.
That's a lot of years to make up for. He has plenty of time, and plenty of willpower to make it happen.
'I'll promise you a thousand years worth of happiness,' huh? Would that be tacky to say at this point? ]
I want to say it as much as possible now that I know I can.
[ An affectionate squeeze, ]
I love everything about you, even the parts I don't understand. Especially those parts!
[ Haruaki squeaks like a chewtoy when he's squeezed and confessed to all over again. Of course Akira loves the parts he doesn't understand – learning to understand that must be more than half the fun for him, right? Hopefully he can keep giving Akira new and strange things to uncover to keep that thirst for knowledge going and going...
Ah. He hadn't expected how difficult it would be to respond to such heartfelt declarations of love without saying the words in return. That doesn't mean he wants to stop hearing them, of course, just–
Flustering, blushing, stammering, all Haruaki can do is cup Akira's face in both his trembling hands. ]
K-keep saying it, but...
[ It's his turn to try this now. He ducks his head down, presses their lips together– the first time he's ever given someone a kiss, and it could certainly be more elegant, clumsily catching Akira's bottom lip between his own, but no one could say it isn't full of a vast depth of feeling. Haruaki kisses Akira with all the force and might of those unspoken words behind it, words gasping out of him as they part. ]
But I'm warning you, every time you do, I'm going to have to do that!!!
[ One would think Haruaki had just kissed him with all the power and technique of a veteran, the way Akira's dazed and grinning once he pulls away. Had that really been his first kiss? Or is this just another example of the wonder of wonders that is Abe Haruaki...?
Either way, once Akira snaps out of it he wastes no time. ]
I love you!
[ His hands move up from Haruaki's waist to cling as his shoulders, his neck, perfect positioning to make good on a threat. ]
[ Haruaki's laughter bubbles up brightly between their faces still so close together – he giggles through clumsy kiss after clumsy kiss peppered after each of those declarations. ]
Hey, you're exploiting it!
[ But he gives anyway, still laughing, grinning, clutching at Akira's face like he'll slip away if he lets go. If they're not careful, they'll stay here in the kitchen like this all night. ]
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He lets himself be swayed, like a reed waving happily in a breeze by the river, and nods so hard his cowlick flops in his face. ]
Yes! Yes, of course!
[ So long as Akira doesn't mind that he won't hear it back just yet...
God, of course Haruaki wants to hear it.
His bright flush hasn't died down once, but it flares to new life now. ]
No one's ever said that to me before, you know...
[ Which stands to reason, given he'd never even been kissed, but still. It feels important to tell Akira, to let him know that hearing it will fill a gap in Haruaki's life that he figured he'd always live with. ]
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That's a lot of years to make up for. He has plenty of time, and plenty of willpower to make it happen.
'I'll promise you a thousand years worth of happiness,' huh? Would that be tacky to say at this point? ]
I want to say it as much as possible now that I know I can.
[ An affectionate squeeze, ]
I love everything about you, even the parts I don't understand. Especially those parts!
DIABOLICALLLLLLLLL STOPPPPPPPPSDHFLKSDJ
Ah. He hadn't expected how difficult it would be to respond to such heartfelt declarations of love without saying the words in return. That doesn't mean he wants to stop hearing them, of course, just–
Flustering, blushing, stammering, all Haruaki can do is cup Akira's face in both his trembling hands. ]
K-keep saying it, but...
[ It's his turn to try this now. He ducks his head down, presses their lips together– the first time he's ever given someone a kiss, and it could certainly be more elegant, clumsily catching Akira's bottom lip between his own, but no one could say it isn't full of a vast depth of feeling. Haruaki kisses Akira with all the force and might of those unspoken words behind it, words gasping out of him as they part. ]
But I'm warning you, every time you do, I'm going to have to do that!!!
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Either way, once Akira snaps out of it he wastes no time. ]
I love you!
[ His hands move up from Haruaki's waist to cling as his shoulders, his neck, perfect positioning to make good on a threat. ]
I love you! I love you! I love you!!
GOD.... WE CAN WRAP SOON IF YOU WANT :WHYYYY:
Hey, you're exploiting it!
[ But he gives anyway, still laughing, grinning, clutching at Akira's face like he'll slip away if he lets go. If they're not careful, they'll stay here in the kitchen like this all night. ]
YES YES...DISGUSTING..........
Eeeeeeh? You think sooo? I just felt like saying it!
[ He's not even trying--the faux-innocence is thick enough in the air to be a solid at this point. ]
Speaking of which, I love you~!
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Akira can't keep exploiting it if he can't speak.
This time, when Haruaki kisses him, he doesn't pull away, and he keeps a tight hold on Akira so that he can't either.
What now, genius? ]
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Guess there's nothing for it but to lean back against the counter and enjoy himself, then~ ]