[Akira's expression kind of. . . slackens at that offering, mouth falling open and his one good eye widening. he blinks at the hand, then up at Ash, like he's searching his expression for the joke. Ash doesn't hold hands. he never has, not with Akira]
[but--]
[. . .]
[. . . he takes those fingers in his own, his grip warm and perhaps a bit needy]
no subject
[Akira's expression kind of. . . slackens at that offering, mouth falling open and his one good eye widening. he blinks at the hand, then up at Ash, like he's searching his expression for the joke. Ash doesn't hold hands. he never has, not with Akira]
[but--]
[. . .]
[. . . he takes those fingers in his own, his grip warm and perhaps a bit needy]
Mmm.
Me too.