[One thing Akira has never quite struggled with is eye contact. People said he had an intimidating gaze-- it was why he donned his plano lenses for his time in Tokyo, why he kept wearing them after, when he wanted to hide. Akechi looking up at him the way he has, Akira meets, his hand stilling against his back. His other reaches up and claims those very glasses, tilting his head just enough to look uncertain of Akechi's staring. He makes no sound, but he sure as hell isn't certain of Akechi's intent, here.]
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