[Akira is a devastatingly loving person. He loves hard, with his whole being, with a soul too big for his body, a heart enough to save Tokyo and the world besides more times than most with his history would even think about. It's a vicious outpouring of affection, and one he fears will be too much for someone like Goro, who has been so conditioned to push everyone away before they can hurt him, rather than considering letting them in. But Akira is nothing if not tenacious, and patient, in a way that even surprises himself, sometimes.]
[His eyes crease nearly closed in the outer corners, the smile more there than on his lips, and he moves his hands up from Goro's throat to frame his face.] You're the only match for me. [Sorry Goro, he's ignoring the potential for anyone seeing them in favor of pressing a startlingly chaste kiss to his lips.]
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[His eyes crease nearly closed in the outer corners, the smile more there than on his lips, and he moves his hands up from Goro's throat to frame his face.] You're the only match for me. [Sorry Goro, he's ignoring the potential for anyone seeing them in favor of pressing a startlingly chaste kiss to his lips.]