we never had a choice; this world has too much noise

[beguiledcard]

Who: Goro Akechi, Akira Kurusu, and Kurama
What: A date!
When: Feb. 27th
Where: Room 8
Warnings: mentions of suicide, murder, survivor's guilt, depression, PTSD

[ Valentine's Day had helped clear his head considerably...

Unfortunately, by the next day, his mind was back to the first day - Kurama overhearing one of Akira's darkest thoughts being shared with Prompto, the promise that he'd sit and have another talk with both boyfriends, attempted reassurances...

Things have been tense for him since then, but he's been doing what he'd said he needed to wait for the talk for; he's been sorting his thoughts, clearing his head the best he could... It hasn't been any definition of simple, but he's managed to prepare himself more than he was prepared for a talk of this nature.

And... maybe it's time to reveal the rest of the secrets - things only the people from his own timeline know about, in full detail. He's sure Goro has managed to make some guesses...

But... in any case, he's asked the two to meet him in room 8. He'll be lying down on the bed, feet on the floor, hands in pockets. It'll be immediately clear the meeting isn't for anything good - heh, but... they should already be aware it won't be. Today was the deadline, after all. ]

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[Today was, in fact, the deadline. Kurama should know, he was the one who set it. Despite telling Goro there was something, he can still only stand to keep what he heard to himself for so long.

The words still weigh on him, dark and heavy where he's pushed them to the back of his mind. They aren't truly ignored, let alone forgotten, but just kept in check. Like so many other things that only come out in Kurama's nightmares.

He slips into the room quietly, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. He's just close enough to feel the edges of Akira's body heat.

Kurama doesn't say anything yet, but his fingers reach out to brush Akira's cheek.]