(you can pm me here or on plurk if you'd like to beforehand, but also if you'd just like to drop something at my doorstep with no preamble please do!!)
Isn't that exactly what Maruki tried impressing upon him so many times? Conversations back in Somnius about travel, a day at an onsen in the mountains before that stretch of time when Akechi became too busy with the election and his own plan, documentaries watched late into the night, road trips during school breaks, insistence on finally getting a passport, the ticket to Athens that he saved for over a year to be able to buy. He always wanted Akechi to see, to understand, to fully internalize and then experience the simple truth that there is life outside of Tokyo, outside of this perfect hell he'd created for himself, even after it dissipated around him with little fanfare.
And it worked. Akechi left. Saw the world and realized he wanted to truly live in it. Every time he's moved, Maruki has stayed up with him past midnight on video calls, screen sharing apartment searches and websites for attractions he could visit once he settled in. He's taken to his more nomadic life with the same intelligent curiosity as everything else, and Maruki couldn't be prouder.
He doesn't know why he never extended the same possibility to himself.
Akechi told him once back in a traditional home in a false reality, seated around the kotatsu in between scary stories, that he ought to move to a rural village and start over once they returned. Maruki said he would consider it, and he did. But other things became more important, and in the years since those other things left his immediate vicinity, he hasn't had it in him to restart his life from scratch.
But a softer landing, in a new place with Akechi by his side, a shared home once more, support and firm pressure when he needs it–
He could do that.
It buzzes through his blood: The unknown, terrifying and thrilling in equal measure. He could do that. ]
You really are the most remarkable young man. I'm proud of you, you know.
Inherent desire and power are important, but so is having the means to make them into reality. That's the gift you're giving me. I'd be a real idiot to turn it down.
[Two fingers press down against buttons that stick when he pushes too long. Akechi Goro isn't the Detective Prince and doesn't have a endless coffers to pull from. His phone is one purchased off market and two years behind after his life restarted in an apartment smaller than the one he was raised in.
I'm proud of you, you know is saved into a folder, unmarked and untitled. A person that saw the first ten images would likely think it's meant to record the words of one man alone.
It's praise, and he's never stopped yearning for it. It warms his chest, in the spot Robin Hood used to be. Maruki dispenses it small doses, even though Akechi-
When he watches him during video chats and their yearly meetups, he can see it. Wonders if it reflects in his own eyes.]
Don't get sentimental.
You're a fool, but you're not idiot. You won't take the easy way out.
[A couch already set up for his arrival, a second desk he forced student workers to move into his office space ready for use.]
I'm ready to see who Maruki Takuto really is. Don't let me down.
sleep with one eye open forever <3 revenge will be sweet
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this is like a top five lexy tag ever for me and also i want you dead. my revenge IS coming
Isn't that exactly what Maruki tried impressing upon him so many times? Conversations back in Somnius about travel, a day at an onsen in the mountains before that stretch of time when Akechi became too busy with the election and his own plan, documentaries watched late into the night, road trips during school breaks, insistence on finally getting a passport, the ticket to Athens that he saved for over a year to be able to buy. He always wanted Akechi to see, to understand, to fully internalize and then experience the simple truth that there is life outside of Tokyo, outside of this perfect hell he'd created for himself, even after it dissipated around him with little fanfare.
And it worked. Akechi left. Saw the world and realized he wanted to truly live in it. Every time he's moved, Maruki has stayed up with him past midnight on video calls, screen sharing apartment searches and websites for attractions he could visit once he settled in. He's taken to his more nomadic life with the same intelligent curiosity as everything else, and Maruki couldn't be prouder.
He doesn't know why he never extended the same possibility to himself.
Akechi told him once back in a traditional home in a false reality, seated around the kotatsu in between scary stories, that he ought to move to a rural village and start over once they returned. Maruki said he would consider it, and he did. But other things became more important, and in the years since those other things left his immediate vicinity, he hasn't had it in him to restart his life from scratch.
But a softer landing, in a new place with Akechi by his side, a shared home once more, support and firm pressure when he needs it–
He could do that.
It buzzes through his blood: The unknown, terrifying and thrilling in equal measure. He could do that. ]
You really are the most remarkable young man. I'm proud of you, you know.
Inherent desire and power are important, but so is having the means to make them into reality. That's the gift you're giving me. I'd be a real idiot to turn it down.
my goal is to murder u in blood fuckin blood ur so mean 2 me
I'm proud of you, you know is saved into a folder, unmarked and untitled. A person that saw the first ten images would likely think it's meant to record the words of one man alone.
It's praise, and he's never stopped yearning for it. It warms his chest, in the spot Robin Hood used to be. Maruki dispenses it small doses, even though Akechi-
When he watches him during video chats and their yearly meetups, he can see it. Wonders if it reflects in his own eyes.]
Don't get sentimental.
You're a fool, but you're not idiot. You won't take the easy way out.
[A couch already set up for his arrival, a second desk he forced student workers to move into his office space ready for use.]
I'm ready to see who Maruki Takuto really is. Don't let me down.
sleep with one eye open forever <3 revenge will be sweet
Thank you, Akechi. I can't wait to see you.
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I'll call you tomorrow.