[ Akira sits his fuzzy ass right down, folding his legs together and tipping his palms upward. They illuminate a faint blue glow, his body warming up, evaporating water off of him. It's like being in a sauna. His nose curls, upper lip twitching to reveal his row of sharp teeth. Simon was thanking him, but was he really doing that much? Akira doesn't think so. He knows in the back of his mind it's probably just a matter of time before what small amount of trust in Simon he's placed already becomes broken.
He's hurt. He's so so badly that he just expects to be hurt again.
Akira doesn't say anything to that but reaches a hand out, pushing warmth in Simon's direction. It'll feel like standing near a campfire. ]
[Simon sputters. He knows that he looks tiny, and it's true, he's quite thin. The Apex has managed to gather enough to survive, but it's certainly not an excess.]
Well, you're smelly.
[Simon, you already said that.
He huffs and puffs and folds his arms around himself, though the warmth is. Soothing.]
Ugh. But, I guess, no matter what... We're stuck with each other.
A deal's a deal.
[He looks mad but he... Is scooching very noticeably closer ALSKDFJ]
[Simon stares in the other teen's direction, blinking once or twice.
He has never been the best at monitoring his emotions, constantly storming off to fill his time with routine habits, like making toys or training the others, or writing. Grace knows exactly what to say and how to calm him down, and he knows every in and out of her thought process, or so he thinks. He knows her favorite color and what day her birthday is, and that she loves pomp and circumstance and hates to smell bad. She's quick on her feet and is great with people, but can be careless with the little details, sometimes, and that's where Simon comes in.
But it's never occurred to him in any capacity, especially because for so many years it was just her and him, all by themselves-]
Sounds fair.
[That he actually does like company.
And that in this very instant Simon Laurent desperately would like to make a new friend.]
You just... Let me know.
[Strange, how someone so angry and even terrifying, spouting such cruel words...
Seems to so obviously have such a kind heart. Simon doesn't understand it.
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Date: 2021-04-12 12:37 am (UTC)He's hurt. He's so so badly that he just expects to be hurt again.
Akira doesn't say anything to that but reaches a hand out, pushing warmth in Simon's direction. It'll feel like standing near a campfire. ]
You look like a drowned rat.
[ i had to say this ]
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Date: 2021-04-12 01:41 am (UTC)[Simon sputters. He knows that he looks tiny, and it's true, he's quite thin. The Apex has managed to gather enough to survive, but it's certainly not an excess.]
Well, you're smelly.
[Simon, you already said that.
He huffs and puffs and folds his arms around himself, though the warmth is. Soothing.]
Ugh. But, I guess, no matter what... We're stuck with each other.
A deal's a deal.
[He looks mad but he... Is scooching very noticeably closer ALSKDFJ]
No backsies.
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Date: 2021-04-12 01:48 am (UTC)[ Akira holds out his other hand, giving Simon more warmth. ]
... Or unless I fuck up.
[ He's keenly aware of his mistakes and Simon having difficulty with trust, so he's willing to at least humble himself and admit it. ]
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Date: 2021-04-12 02:08 am (UTC)He has never been the best at monitoring his emotions, constantly storming off to fill his time with routine habits, like making toys or training the others, or writing. Grace knows exactly what to say and how to calm him down, and he knows every in and out of her thought process, or so he thinks. He knows her favorite color and what day her birthday is, and that she loves pomp and circumstance and hates to smell bad. She's quick on her feet and is great with people, but can be careless with the little details, sometimes, and that's where Simon comes in.
But it's never occurred to him in any capacity, especially because for so many years it was just her and him, all by themselves-]
Sounds fair.
[That he actually does like company.
And that in this very instant Simon Laurent desperately would like to make a new friend.]
You just... Let me know.
[Strange, how someone so angry and even terrifying, spouting such cruel words...
Seems to so obviously have such a kind heart. Simon doesn't understand it.
And yet he is learning that he would like to.]