[ Aki might say that all the time, might say it without the words holding as much meaning to an outsider, but whenever he says it he means it; to him, Tsurumaru is beautiful. Fresh out of the baths, curled up beside him in bed, coated in blood as he's fought to save the people that matter most to them... Why wouldn't Aki think him the most beautiful creature in the world?
Turning his head, he nudges their noses together before he leans back, but he doesn't draw away. His finger brushes over the shape of Tsuru's cheekbone instead, his head tilted.
Aki looks a little messy himself, looks a little torn asunder, at least emotionally, but he's holding it together, for now. Just for now. ]
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[ Aki might say that all the time, might say it without the words holding as much meaning to an outsider, but whenever he says it he means it; to him, Tsurumaru is beautiful. Fresh out of the baths, curled up beside him in bed, coated in blood as he's fought to save the people that matter most to them... Why wouldn't Aki think him the most beautiful creature in the world?
Turning his head, he nudges their noses together before he leans back, but he doesn't draw away. His finger brushes over the shape of Tsuru's cheekbone instead, his head tilted.
Aki looks a little messy himself, looks a little torn asunder, at least emotionally, but he's holding it together, for now. Just for now. ]
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