His grin stays in place, but it shifts, sharpens, something almost imperceptibly wrong at the edges.
"Hey—cut that out." His voice is light, but it carries an edge now, a flicker of something more visceral beneath the surface. "You keep saying that, but you haven’t told me a damn thing."
He gestures vaguely toward the tape, but his eyes stay locked onto Dove, unwavering.
"So? What did you see?"
There’s something almost too casual about the way he asks it, too at ease despite the tension in his posture.
He keeps the mask up effortlessly, like he isn’t spiraling inside, like there isn’t a cold, creeping dread seeping into his bones.
"And, c’mon," he adds, the grin still in place, but his voice is sharper now. "You’re looking at me like I ran over your dog—what is it that’s so damn interesting about my history that it’s making you react like that?"
Kira has spent years pretending nonchalant and dismissive about the truth. He's spent a whole year fooling everyone by doing absolutely nothing and standing amongst the shadows of others as he let fate take its natural course. Without any of his intervention.
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"I’m sorry, Kira."
Apologizing, again and again—like he pities him.
Akira’s fingers twitch against the counter.
His grin stays in place, but it shifts, sharpens, something almost imperceptibly wrong at the edges.
"Hey—cut that out." His voice is light, but it carries an edge now, a flicker of something more visceral beneath the surface. "You keep saying that, but you haven’t told me a damn thing."
He gestures vaguely toward the tape, but his eyes stay locked onto Dove, unwavering.
"So? What did you see?"
There’s something almost too casual about the way he asks it, too at ease despite the tension in his posture.
He keeps the mask up effortlessly, like he isn’t spiraling inside, like there isn’t a cold, creeping dread seeping into his bones.
"And, c’mon," he adds, the grin still in place, but his voice is sharper now. "You’re looking at me like I ran over your dog—what is it that’s so damn interesting about my history that it’s making you react like that?"
Kira has spent years pretending nonchalant and dismissive about the truth. He's spent a whole year fooling everyone by doing absolutely nothing and standing amongst the shadows of others as he let fate take its natural course. Without any of his intervention.
Fake it till you make it, right?