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[ Oho, so the pretty boy is strong as well. Minato gives him the beginnings of a smirk before it disappears when he bows his head and gets on his feet. He's not particularly a touchy-feely kind of guy, so unfortunately for Akira, the hand is taken back so it can go into his pocket. Outside of certain circumstances, he generally doesn't like to be touched or vice versa. ]

Then that's all I need.

[ Really, what other furniture does he need when he will only use his bedroom to sleep in? A TV perhaps, but it's useless without anything to actually watch. Maybe if he finds some cheap DVDs. Hm, he'll see. Anyway, he'll tag along to the mansion. Perhaps unsurprisingly, Minato isn't really a conversationist so Akira will either need to keep up the talk or just wait until they get there so he can pick out his room. ]

[Shit, not his comfort hand... Some part of him needed that, but it's alright. It was said before and will be said again: he likes a cutie who plays hard to get. Whether that's Minato's intention or not simply doesn't matter.

It's far from a long walk, so Akira keeps their back and forth chatter light. After bringing up Akechi, he's not in the mood for more serious conversation anyway.

Besides, they've got the subject of rooms to discuss at length. Back at the mansion, Akira shows Minato three different rooms, all with unique features of their own that help them stand apart from the rest of the mansion.

One room has a wall that's entirely glass, framing the sunset as it sweeps across the ocean. Another room is big and round, because who the fuck wouldn't want a round bedroom? Finally, the third is much more understated in design and far more typical than every other room in this abomination of a mansion.

After showing Minato his choices, Akira turns to him and slouches back against the hallway wall.]

Well? Which one speaks to your soul?

[None of them, probably. Hell knows Akira wasn't particularly enamored with the options when it came time to choose his own room.]

[ Minato, being the quiet person that he is, mostly answers in short sentences or sounds. The coffee will keep him awake for a bit, but he's getting hungry and that means he's low on energy. He must save whatever little power he has left to check out these rooms. ]

[ The first two are... eccentric, to say the least. They're definitely different from what he knows, so when the third one is relatively normal, it's easy to choose. ]

I'll take the third. It looks boring.

[ Which would normally be a bad thing, but he talks about it as if that's actually its plus side. A boring room means that there are fewer distractions and fewer distractions mean more sleep. ]

[Sure, there are times when Akira feels like he's talking to a door, but those moments are few and far in between. As far as Akira's concerned, Minato makes for good company. Then again, Persona protagonists are far from the pickiest when it comes to their social circles...

Unsurprisingly, Minato wants a normal room. Fine with Akira. He himself chose a large room with space enough for engaging in all his various hobbies, but he certainly wouldn't have minded if that room were more traditional.

In any case, Minato officially has a room to dwell in and a simp to mooch off. Good for him. Akira can tell Minato's getting tired, so he'll leave him to it just as soon as he's ensured his needs are all squared away.]

Boring and very normal, unlike the rest of this place. Good choice. [He'll see Minato down the hall and to his Normal, Boring Bedroom.] By the way, tomorrow's hot spring day. If you feel like tagging along, this is your official invite.

[ i gotta use the same icon twice because that is literally minato ]

[ At the mention of hot springs, he doesn't try to hide his interest and excitement like the previous times. He absolutely adores hot springs and he isn't afraid to let everyone know it. You have the best naps there. Soak in hot water, eat some eggs, drink milk, and just relax. That sounds great. ]

Sure. Let me know when.

[ aka give him a time that he'll forget because he's sleeping so akira has to wake his ass up ]

[Oh...? So he's cracked the code and discovered one of the few things that brings Minato genuine joy in life? Great. Sounds like he's inviting Minato for bath time every week from now on. Akira hasn't had a consistent bath buddy in some time... As such, he looks plenty pleased himself.]

Tomorrow evening. I'll come fetch you when it's time.

[Minato should be alright on his own in the meantime. That Very Boring Bedroom is already furnished with the basics, including a hideous red velvet duvet... but it's serviceable. So long as he has no complaints, Akira won't bother swapping out the linens.]

Need anything else from me tonight?

[If not, he'll be heading off to bed shortly himself and spending the day tooling around the island. If Minato needs nothing else, Akira will come knocking the following evening!]

[ Akira has discovered one of the seven wonders of Minato Arisato. Now he just needs to figure out what the other ones are. Perhaps he will find out in the near future. As for now, there's else that Minato needs, so he shakes his head. He won't be able to fall asleep for a bit because of the coffee so he'll just chill. He can fiddle with his earphones and mp3 player to see what he can do to get them working again, but alas, he won't be able to figure it out. ]

[ The caffeine keeps him up during valuable sleeping hours, so by the time that Akira comes knocking the next evening, Minato will snoozing. The phantom thief will need to barge in and drag this tired boy out of bed because no amount of noise will get him up. ]

[ akira rudely waking up minato can either be threaded out or!! we can skip straight to the hot springs where minato will go and drown himself lmfao ]

[Rest assured, Akira did indeed let himself into Minato's room and pull him out of bed by his feet when all other methods proved fruitless. Thankfully, someone decided he felt fine enough to walk to the hot springs... and with surprising eagerness. It was a refreshing sight!

Even more refreshing is seeing how quickly Minato takes to the waters of the hot springs. He seems so... content. At Peace. Like he's ready to drift off to sleep and drown a very pleasant death at the depths of the springs.

As for Akira, he's happy to chill at the spring's edge, arms draped over the cobbled rim. All manner of things come floating their way from sake to eggs and even the occasional dildo (all of which Akira has had entirely too much fun grabbing and flinging out into the woods. It's like a sport.) He does, however, dutifully float the eggs in Minato's direction whenever they come their way.]

Hey. No sleeping in the bath.

[Akira only calls out to Minato when it seriously looks like he's considering a watery nap. They haven't been in here nearly long enough for that, man.]

[ Minato is definitely all too eager to get over to the hot springs. After he's able to rub away the sleep from his eyes, he will waste no time walking to his new favourite hangout spot (dethroning his bedroom). It's been so long since he last was able to have a hot and relaxing soak and after all that happened back home? Yeah, he thinks that he deserves to stay there for the entire night. ]

[ He doesn't pay too much attention to which pool that he slips into. They all seem the same to him and, well, he hasn't been here long enough to know that he should be suspicious of everything. He just walks right in and immediately finds himself relax. He takes in a deep breath and exhales a long, relaxed sigh. His eyelids are already falling heavy and Akira's voice is starting to sound faint. ]

[ Sleep...... in........ bath......? ]

[ Why, don't mind if he does. He already begins to sink. ]

[Don't? Sleep?? In the bath??? Akira's in the middle of strongly considering a shot of sake when Minato starts sinking. He's well aware that this boy's propensity for eating like a pig might weigh him down in the bath, but this is almost alarming. What did he just say?!]

Don't kill yourself. If you're tired, lean on my shoulder.

[Peeling himself from the edge of the spring, Akira wades over Minato's way and tugs him upright... mostly. There's no tension at all in these muscles, is there? Minato's love affair with hot springs is no joke.]

[ Even as he gets lifted up from the water, his eyes remain closed. He's practically dead weight by now. Luckily for him, he hasn't had any strenuous workouts since his battle with Nyx, so this bath is nothing more than a very nice way to doze off. No knots or tension spots for him to work out. ]

Mm...

[ Did he hear even a word that Akira said? It's unclear because he immediately starts to sink again. He's gonna have to be kept upright for his entire stay in the pool or be dragged to the edges where he can actually be seated. Either way, Akira's gonna have the fun job of holding a near-unconscious Minato who doesn't seem to care about a thing in the world. ]

[If Minato weren't warm to the touch, he'd be easily mistaken for a corpse. As soon as Akira lets him go, he's slumped forward and headed for the bottom of the springs again... What a shock.

Not. Akira does what any reasonable human being would and saves Minato from the depths, dragging him over to the relative safety of the edge. Akira had no intention of going very far himself, so he's content to sit at the far end of the springs, but remember what he said about bath buddies??? He was excited to have one, but apparently Minato's only good for helping him with his back, if even that. Oh boy.]

I'll bite you if you don't wake up.

[THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING, MINATO. Thoughtfully, Akira sits Minato beside him and winds an arm around his waist to keep him upright. Sigh.]

[ Mm, this is nice. As he drifts in and out of sleep, it doesn't click in his head right away that he's being supported up by Akira. All thoughts disappeared the moment that he stepped into the pool, so he's running on auto-pilot right now. ]

I don't care...

[ ... he actually didn't register a thing that Akira said. That was just an auto-response that his brain threw out. It was either that or "whatever". His two favourite phrases, but now they're going to end up with him missing a chunk of flesh............ well, at least before he gets cannabalized, he makes himself real comfy in his new seat. He begins to fall sideways as his body tries to find something to prop itself against. Akira's shoulder was the target but he misses and instead, his head falls into the phantom thief's nape. Don't move, pillow, this is comfy. ]

[...This is far from unexpected, sadly and unsurprisingly. In the short time Akira's known Minato, he's come to understand that his two primary functions are eating and sleeping. Such an inefficient creature. He has a lot in common with pandas, really, including the fact that his cuteness is almost enough to make one forget how lazy and resource-intensive he is otherwise.

Almost. Akira promised action if Minato did not wake up, and now he's here to make good on his threats. Akira hadn't paid too much attention to which pool they steeped themselves in, but he knows he has the water to thank for how little debating he does over whether or not to actually bite Minato.

He's going for it. Nudging Minato back upright and leaning in close, Akira fits his teeth to the side of his neck and digs right in. It's not a hard enough bite to draw blood, but it's enough of a bite to sting and hopefully rouse Minato from his fugue.

Minato's skin is surprisingly supple... He's like a little disobedient peach. Akira's half tempted to go for a second bite, so he'd better wake the fuck up before he does.]

[ Luckily(?) for Akira, that does the trick. Almost immediately, Minato jerks backwards. For a few seconds, he looks like a deer in headlights. It takes his brain a moment to kickstart back up and piece together what just happened. A hand raises up to his neck and he feels the bite mark that was left behind. It stings, yes, but there's a... strange sort of tingling sensation to it as well. He doesn't really know what it is, but he knows who's the perpetrator. ]

[ The expressiveness of surprise dies down and is replied with a judgmental squint. It could almost be a pout if he pursed his lips, but he'd have to stop panting first. The sudden spike of adrenaline has raised his heart levels and made him more sensitive to the heat, causing his face and shoulders to turn into a light shade of pink. His chest rapidly rises and falls with each short breath that he takes. He shouldn't be this... reactive. It was just a small nip, but that's not something that he should think about right now. What he should be focusing on is Akira's apparent betrayal. ]

[ Explain, Kurusu. Why. ]

[Oh my. Such a strong reaction... That surprise (and look of betrayal) is warranted, but so were Akira's extreme measures? Don't look at him like some sort of monster, Minato! That's not very cute or I-don't-care of you.]

You wouldn't wake up. [Also, stop glaring daggers???] I tried everything, Arisato. Everything. I was worried you'd died until now.

[Every word coming out of Akira's mouth is bullshit, but he says it all so convincingly. So convincingly.]

[ The squinting continues all the way until he regains his breath. He catches it a few seconds later and he visibly relaxes. His hand is still up to his neck, however, just to remind Akira of his betrayal. ]

Is that so...?

[ In his rude awakening, he unintentionally pulled a few steps away from the edge. He is now back to standing. He refuses to sit until he gets an apology. ]

[Minato's hand is still up to his neck and he's looking a little red, but it's alright, he's still cute. Even when he's frustrated and liable to remember this.

Apologies where apologies are due, but before that? Um. Akira casually, considerately, averts his gaze.]

Arisato... [Where did his towel go? Did he not come in here with one??] At least one part of you floats in the water.

[He'll apologize, just. Sit down first?!]

[ Do you think Minato gives a shit? No. He will sit down but only while he maintains eye contact so he can continue the squinting. He's asserting dominance. But also it helps that he's used to the gender-separated hot springs where you gotta walk around in the nude, so it's not that big of a deal. Get over it, weenie (haha). ]

You didn't answer my question.

[No, he can't get over it. Now he's seen Minato's dick and will continue to see it every time he closes his eyes from now until the day he dies. The springs do nothing to dissuade Akira's mind from wandering while Minato tries to menace him and assert dominance. He'll see a one-eyed monster no matter where he looks...]

Sorry, sorry. [E-ehehe. Akira claps his hands together in apology and tips into a modest bow. Please believe his lies.] But I mean it. When pulling you upright twice and dragging you all the way over here didn't wake you up, I had to get creative. I promise that's all it was.

[ The staring continues throughout the apology and afterwards, but the wrath of Minato has decided to show mercy for today. He makes a face for the briefest of moments before he drops his hand. He will scoot back over to sit next to Akira rather than five feet away cause they are gay. Seated, he stretches out his legs and sits up straight to stretch out his back. He lets out a huge sigh once he finishes. Well, he's awake for sure now. ]

Sleeping Beauty didn't get bit.

[ He sits on the very end of the seat, which gives him enough space to lean backwards at an angle and rest his head against the edge of the pool. He has his neck tilted over so he can look at Akira without the effort of having to raise his head. Lazy. ]

[At least Minato hasn't totally curtailed Akira's right to sit within five feet of him. Small mercies.

Settling back against the edge of the bath, Akira raises a finger in the air to make a very important point.]

We don't know what happened after the fairy tale curtains fell. Guys like Prince Charming are always secretly freaks.

[Source: himself. Mm, but Minato's still looking a bit displeased, so Akira will make him an offer he surely can't resist.]

If it'll make you feel better, you can bite me in retaliation.

[It's a great idea. Best he's ever had!]

[ And right when Akira thinks that he has gotten rid of the squinting, it returns. Jiiiiiiiiiiii. ]

... you sound eager.

[ Possibly not because i will never godmod with ur permissions, but Akira could have spoken in the most deadpan tone and Minato would have still said the exact same line because no one is okay with getting bit. Even in retaliation. ]

[Akira is okay with being bitten...? He's very okay with being bitten. B-but it's not like he wants your teeth on him or anything, baka!! Because Akira is oh so calm and collected right now, he can easily let that one roll off his back like water off a duck.

Except he isn't, really. The water's too hot and it's clouding his judgment! ...Or something. Akira knew what he was getting into here, but having bathed here many a time, he trusts in his own ability to control himself. He's a good boy, maybe even the best boy. Biting Minato was just a fluke, he swears.]

Don't be so harsh. Who knows? You might find it therapeutic. Just think of me as a stress ball for your mouth.

[ The squinting continues, but it's not just because of Akira. It's also for Minato. He's unsure about the invitation to use Akira as a stress ball. Normally, he would definitely say no, but it's... not as straightforward right now. ]

[ It may be because he's still very new to this world or because he nearly drowned and therefore got more wet or whatever stupid reason, but there's a reason why he reacted as strongly as he did when he got bit. He wasn't in a deep enough sleep to dream. He was only lightly napping, coming in and out of consciousness. However, it was just enough for unfiltered thoughts to drop on by. Small ones, nothing overly detailed or specific. Perhaps even a bit vague and confusing, but they were just defined enough for him to briefly think that maybe it'd be nice to have Akira touch him more than just... ]

[ ... ]

[ It's a long three seconds before Minato makes his choice. He lifts his arm from the water and grabs Akira's hand. He pulls it towards him and after another half-second of hesitation, he leans forward to take Akira's index finger into his mouth and bite down at the first joint. It may not be as sensual as it would have been in other scenarios, but the act is enough to at least leave the tip wet with spit and warm from his breath. ]

[ He doesn't apply too much force. Just enough that it stings and when he's sure that he's gotten his retribution, he pulls back and lets go. His head rests against the edge once more, but this time, he looks upwards rather than at Akira. He's thankful that the heat of the springs have already tinted his cheeks by just enough that he's sure nothing shows. ]

... there.

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