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"I'm sorry," Aki mumbles. He's pressing his palms against his eyes, hoping that will somehow give him some clarity. Maybe a cigarette will do the trick. "I just - I know he won't die, I know that, I'm just…what if he does? Then it's my fault, right? Because I didn't do enough."
or; aki comes home to find denji very ill, and even with help from power and angel, he's worried that he isn't equipped to deal with it.
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Crimson eyes fall to where dainty hands peek out from the cuffs of his suit jacket. His fingers are so slender and his skin so pale, seemingly harmless like the unblemished flesh of a fated apple at the center of Eden; reaching out for just a touch would prove how wrong you were.
With a sigh, he curls his hands into loose fists. “You should have just let me go.”
Reluctantly, Aki forces his focus back to the jagged rise and fall of the illuminated skyline before taking another deep inhale and shaking his head. “Stop.” Gray wisps of smoke crawl from his lips with each word. “I meant what I said, I don’t plan on watching you die. That’s all.”
“Still,” Angel says, finally directing his gaze to the human beside him, “two months…”
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Aki licked his lips, chapped in the cold weather. They have a warm pinkness to them after he’s done, and the colour reminded Angel of a limited cotton candy ice cream he’d gotten at one of the local vendors. It wasn’t their best flavour, it’s not a surprise it didn’t maintain its stay.
“If you were me… What would you do?”
He’s relieved that’s the question. It’s the easiest one he’s gotten all day. All week. Maybe the easiest one he’s gotten his entire life.
“That’s simple. I’d run and never look back.”
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Aki Hayakawa chooses differently. Angel Devil bears in the tide.
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And still, the thought of Angel—Angel’s mouth—cannot bear to rid itself.
How the breath of Death, Aki wonders, could feel so warm.
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It was quiet as Caitlyn and Vi both processed the information, and then very slowly Vi pointed her finger to Caitlyn, and then to herself, one eyebrow raised up to the buzzed half of her hairline. “Us. Get married.”
A new law in Piltover prevents Zaun convicts from working topside without citizenship. Luckily for Vi, all she and Caitlyn have to do is take the next step of their relationship and get married, securing Vi a place in Piltover.
Only problem is, they aren’t in a relationship.