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“I’ve never seen them up close and in person like this.” Akechi says, mesmerized by the tiny floating lights all around them in the night. He lifts a hand near one, staring at the way the light flickers and floats.
Akira hums next to him, giving him a brief glance before cupping one between his hands. “I figured,” he says quietly, “that Inokashira park doesn’t really have them.” He watches the bug’s light pulse slowly before letting it go.
Akechi nods, retracting his hand to rest beside him. “Did you know that they have short lifespans?” He says, eyes tracking the lights. “They spend most of their lives as larvae, and as adults they only live long enough to lay eggs before dying.”
Akira says nothing, instead watching how the lights turn Akechi’s eyes orange and cast his face in soft shadows.
“There’s something poetic about it,” the brunette breathes, “living most of your life as a child, only to die when you’re barely an adult just to give birth to the next generation.” He smiles, yet it doesn't reach his eyes.