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Akira picked up one of the model guns from where it sat on top of the counter and lifted his shirt so that he could indiscreetly tuck it into the waistband of his pants. Then, to give Iwai some direction as he pulled his shirt back down,
"It was all a misunderstanding… I didn't steal anything."Iwai let out the slightest huff of a laugh, his hand sliding down from Akira's neck to instead tighten around the collar of his shirt, pulling him close.
"Should've been more careful not to get caught. You know what happens to thieves?" Iwai asked, hot breath spilling over Akira's face, the smell of cigarettes thick.
"You won't call the cops, will you?"
Iwai glanced over Akira.
"Give me one good goddamn reason not to."Akira played along. He pretended to think. He paused, lips pressed into a slight pout as he turned his gaze to the floor.
"Please," he eventually said, "I'll do anything…"Series
- Part 2 of Iwai/Akira
