[Closed] Every Moment Spent With You

[crimeboy]

WHO: Akira Kurusu and Goro Akechi
WHERE: In their home in Nonah
WHEN: Early September
WHAT: Being ported out temporarily reminds both of them that what they have here is impermanent, and they have a chat about that.
WARNINGS: None forseen, will edit as necessary.

[So they haven't really mentioned it.

Akira was mulling about the kitchen in the morning, making coffee. He'd been perhaps more clingy than even he would like to be lately, even though he was doing his best to hide that he was still rather shaken by his disappearance.]

...Hey, Goro?

[They had time now, and might as well try to address things. It had been eating at Akira anyway, and so he poured two mugs of coffee once the brew had finished, getting them together so that they could be drunk immediately after serving. By now he knew what Goro's tastes were like.]

Uh. Can we talk for a little bit? Or... are you busy today?

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[cognitivism]

[ He should be busy. He had case files to review, community projects he needs to wrap up -- things he has been putting off for weeks now due to...

...well Akira disappearing. He's not going lie to himself and say he wasn't affected by it. He glances up from his current file before shutting it carefully. ]

I'm not busy. [ He smiles, before gingerly accepting the coffee cup. ]

What did you want to talk about?

[crimeboy]

[Honestly, Akira was sure that Goro was busy. Busy enough to be sitting at the table with case files while Akira makes coffee, but he appreciates that he was willing to put that aside for a moment to talk.

Akira takes a seat, pulling it up beside Goro, rather than across from him. It takes him a moment to settle in, which he uses to steel his nerves.]

I want to talk about our relationship!

[He says it enthusiastically, smiling as he did so. He didn't want Goro to have that sinking feeling as if Akira were having second thoughts, because it was the complete opposite of that.]

Goro... I love you.

[Akira sighs, as if that was a weight off of his chest.]

I love you, and... I'm scared. Because of what happened in August.

[cognitivism]

[ He holds his breath at first, wondering what Akira was going to say. What was there to say about their relationship? It was tentative, and he was overly cautious at times, but it was good. When he disappeared...]

You...what?

[ His eyes go wide at his confession, wondering if he heard him correctly. When he repeats it -- when he admits the same fears, the tension leaves his shoulders. ]

I love you too.

[ He says, barely above a whisper, scared if he says it any louder they'd rip Akira away from him again.]

[crimeboy]

[Hearing the sentiment reflected brings a bright smile onto Akira's face. It felt good to hear it, even if Goro were remaining subdued.]

I'm... glad. I'm glad to hear that. [He turns his gaze to his cup of coffee then, his smile softening but not really leaving his face.]

We've really been taking things slow, haven't we? I wish it were something we could keep doing. Going slow, feeling through things gently, waiting and holding back, because I'm afraid that if I push too hard, I'll end up pushing you away...

[He sighs, looking at Goro again.]

I don't want to do anything if you're opposed to it, but... I think we can't afford to keep waiting.

Who knows how long we have here, together?

[cognitivism]

[ He was glad that they seemed to be on the same page. He taps his fingers on the side of his coffee cup, smiling to himself. It's not like Goro didn't know that Akira was holding himself back --he actually appreciated it as he wasn't certain this would last.

Now that he didn't have to worry about their relationship? He was more comfortable with having this conversation. He smiles softly, setting his cup on the table. ]

I don't think we can either. It's... it wasn't easy, being without you for a month. I felt a little lost. I tried to busy myself with work -- but it wasn't enough.

I'm sorry.

[ He reaches over to take his hand. ]

I don't want to wait any longer.

[crimeboy]

[It feels bad to have left Goro alone for so long. Of course he had Justine but that's not QUITE the same as having human companionship. Even if Justine was a very good cat.]

You don't have to apologize. If anything, I feel like I should be apologizing for leaving you alone for so long! Even if I couldn't do anything about it.

[He turns his hand to grasp at Goro's when he feels those fingers meeting his own.]

Are we going to elope for real, then?

[He laughs at that. Is it a joke? Who knows? Not Akira.]

[cognitivism]

It was a month, Akira. It wasn't that long at all. [ He chuckles, though it brought a lot of things into focus. ]

Are you going to steal me away? [ he can't help but laugh softly, before he leans forward and kisses his cheek. ] Thief of my heart...

If only we had met a few years sooner. Do you think it would be like this?

[crimeboy]

It was too long!

[Too long for him. He would have been panicking if it were him left behind, though no one would likely have known it. Nothing could have been done, anyway. Either way, Akira laughed again at the kiss on his cheek.]

I like to think it would be. Maybe not so fast, or maybe even faster. I couldn't know. We can't change the past though, we can only influence our future.

[He gets up from his seat then, still holding onto Goro's hand.]

Yeah. I think I am going to steal you away.

Let's do it, Goro! Let's just go. Go on a trip, get us some rings, and just... do it. I'll let Futaba know we're still in the universe, but otherwise we should do it! Don't tell anyone where we're going, or anything!

[cognitivism]

[ He can't help but laugh. ]

You're serious? Don't we need a witness? Where could we go that would just allow us to marry?

[ Another pause. ]

Is it legal for us to marry? We're Japanese citizens in an alternate universe trapped in the remnants of the Cold War... [ He was thinking about this too deeply. He doesn't stop smiling though, eventually rising to his feet. ]

All right. Where to?

[crimeboy]

We can go to Vegas! [He'd suggest Maurtia Falls too because let's be real, the point of this was to run away for a little bit. And that was like, where Goro worked!]

Don't worry about it too much. I'm sure we'll be fine. We're both legally adults now! [Kind of. It's not like anyone could honestly prove it one way or another. ImPorts don't really have reliable identification other than the tattoos.]

Pack enough for a week or so. And we can stop by the grocery store and pick up dry goods or whatever so we don't have to spend too much on food. Except for dinner dates of course, which we definitely need to do at least one of!

[cognitivism]

Can we go to Vegas? Do we need government approval because we're imPorts?

[ He was going to worry about it! There's a lot to worry about! A lot that can go wrong on a cross country journey to Vegas for a wedding that no one would know about. What happens if they get to Vegas and they won't let them marry? ]

I need to take time off -- talk to my supervisor about using my vacation.

Do you think we're moving too fast?

[crimeboy]

We might. And yeah, getting time off of work is probably important...

[He had a new job too, which he'll need to look into a little.]

We don't have to leave right this minute, or even today, but we shouldn't wait too long, or we'll lose all the spontaneity, and that's important. [There was of course a certain kind of energy behind it all.]

You know... If we were at home, maybe I'd say this is too fast, but... I've heard that two years is about the average length of time imPorts stay here in this world. We're already just about there, and...

I think I'd have liked to marry you one day, anyway. Maybe in like five more years, once we had secured our future, maybe I'd have opened my coffee shop already, and you'd be some big shot... [He might have thought about this once or twice.]

...but we might not have five years. And, if we do... would that really be so bad? We've already lived with each other for awhile now, and I know I've been enjoying it.

[cognitivism]

You've really thought about this, haven't you?

[ He can't say he minded. Where would they be in five years? What would he be doing? The fact that Akira had some sort of idea for their future actually made him feel warm, excited... thrilled at the idea they could be something other than adversaries.

Goro could be something more than his past. He looked forward to that. ]

All right. I'll work on getting time off. We rent a car and drive to Vegas -- see if they'll let us get married.

[ Did he even deserve this? Akira was kind-hearted, loyal to his friends to a fault, and pursued justice on his own terms -- so did Goro deserve to be in his life? After all he has done, at the end of the day if they were to return home it would be--

he wouldn't remember anything. He might not even be alive.

He takes a shaky breath. ]

...are you sure I'm what you want? Who knows how long we'll be here but...

[ He doesn't doubt Akira, but he doubts himself. ]

[crimeboy]

I have, actually. [He'd thought about a lot of things, and really... it was hard not to think about the kind of future he wanted for himself, and for Goro of course! He wanted to see him grow beyond what he even thought he could be, and become someone he could be proud of.]

We could always call ahead, too! Check out some venues, you know?

[He smiled then, his fingers squeezing around Goro's.]

Yeah, I'm sure. I've had my eyes on you for a long time, and a thief like me always gets what he wants, right? [Akira WINKS then before leaning in and kissing Goro on his cheek as well.]

Seriously though. You trust me, right? So, trust me when I say that I want you. I want all of you. When you're happy or sad or angry, I want to be there for you, as much as I can, for as long as I can be.