[If Akechi has any dreams he doesn't remember them. Honestly, he'd almost pass for a dead if it wasn't for his slowly rising chest and quiet breathing. So, he doesn't even do as much as stir when Akira eventually untangles himself and gets up. Then again, it's not a wonder considering how high his fever had been. His body was focused on breaking the fever and patching itself back together after the events of the previous day.
And when he eventually does wake up, it's a slow process. The fever is gone but he still feels a little disoriented and groggy, last night's events being nothing but a hazy memory in his mind. He does remember Dazai, calling Akira, fighting him and then coming back to his place together. But the details still escaped from him. ]
Mmmm... [Akechi moans quietly into the pillow, shifting under the blankets.] Akira?
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And when he eventually does wake up, it's a slow process. The fever is gone but he still feels a little disoriented and groggy, last night's events being nothing but a hazy memory in his mind. He does remember Dazai, calling Akira, fighting him and then coming back to his place together. But the details still escaped from him. ]
Mmmm... [Akechi moans quietly into the pillow, shifting under the blankets.] Akira?