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As Imayoshi helped Akashi with the gathered boxes and bags, a drop of sweat went down his forehead as Akashi glanced over his shoulder and stared at him directly. He looked slightly irritated while he twitched his brow. When he saw the slighter male’s mouth purse slightly, he was prepared for the worst. Then, nothing came out of his lips.

"Eh… Are we almost done?" Imayoshi tried to break the silence between the two of them.

When Akashi heard the taller male speak, he gave the minutest of pauses, finding that what had spread between them was an air of uncomfortable silence.  Perhaps socializing with his new roommate was going to be a tad more difficult than he'd thought...  Though he certainly hoped it was only a matter of time.  

Craning his neck until a relieving pop broke the quiet, the redhead gave an affirmative nod.  Bowing his head just ever so slightly in a form of thanks.  "Yes, I believe so.  For the moment, at least.  I appreciate your help.  Should I treat you to something?"  

"Hehhhhh? Is that so~?" Imayoshi said playfully.

A smile was plastered on his face once again. He was sort of honoured  happy when his majesty his red-haired acquaintance ‘complimented’ him. Or maybe it wasn’t a compliment. Well, it was the most compliment-like thing he ever heard escape from Akashi’s mouth.

"Mmm… Disgusting? Nope!" Imayoshi refused to comply to Akashi’s demands.

He began to pull a few odd and end pieces from the bags and boxes that he'd gathered together, sorting through and placing things in the positions that he wished.  The bespectacled man's little quip however was one that brought him pause, and he made a direct point of glancing over his shoulder with a narrowed gaze.  His brow twitched once more, and his mouth began to purse ever so slightly in response to Imayoshi's belligerence.  Akashi wasn't going to give that a reply either.  

"Well, thanks. I was expecting you to refuse my help for a second there."

Akashi always seemed like the stubborn type to Imayoshi. Maybe it was because he always acted like royalty, or how he always does most things effortlessly by himself. It didn’t seem like he needed or wanted anybody to help him. …Well, taking things from the top shelf in the supermarket might be a problem.

"You helping makes the process faster." 

Taking in the room however also gave way to the red-head seeing an unmistakable smile spread across the taller man's face with no reason whatsoever.  His gaze lowered slightly, calculating plausible reasons for the other man's mirth.  

Imayoshi felt slightly satisfied with the results of his meddling. However, he really dodged a bullet there. It might be just intuition, but it seemed that Akashi might have been in one of his better moods. That would be a suitable explanation for why Akashi was still tolertated him.

"Well, other than that… Need help with your stuff?"

He shuffled a bag of his belongings down in idle thought, glancing upwards and into the apartment for the available room.  Thankfully he didn't have much for the moment, the rest of his items would come later when he chose to finish off his space.  The fact that it was quiet, for now, pleased him greatly.  Perhaps that was why his mood was so great.  

"I'll be borrowing you for a moment then, if you're offering.  The box, if you will."  

He shouldered the rest of his things easily, only having a few bags of clothing and odd and end things.  Akashi was quick however to move, striding off in hopes of finding the exact room he was looking for.  He was always right, however, and the first room he chose was the empty accommodation for him.  

Imayoshi found a chance to mess with Akashi. However, he was hesitating. After all, GOD KNOWS what would happen if he accidentally crossed the line.

"After all, it’s nice to have someone I recognize to be here. Let’s get along, shall we?" A friendly smile spread across his face.

He'd like to see the man try and toe across the very small threshold between them, simply to test out how he'd respond, but today was proving to be a quaint day-- and he found he'd rather not disturb it with an awful mood.  

He glances up towards the giant of a man, only taking his person in for a moment of observation before he's once more fascinated with the small beast in his palm.  

Message any of these for a drabble!

Narcissus: As a symbol for rebirth, write about your muse changing after self reflection took place. What caused this to happen? Perhaps some recent social development?

Hyacinth: How cruel, for our muses to make each other jealous. Write about an event that involves them and their jealousy. What caused this jaded feeling to appear?

Rose: Roses can mean many things, but they’re mostly associated with romance. Write about one of your muse’s loves that didn’t go well!

Hydrangea: It’s a rainy scene and our muses are together, getting drenched. It just so happens that amidst the sea of hydrangea, they found a body. Write about their reactions towards it.

Gypsophila: Weddings! Write about our muses attending a wedding together— or even having their own! Who is the best man and maid of honour?

Iris: Seeking wisdom, your muse has decided to visit the library. Write about our muses going there and discussing their favourite genre of books— unless, there is something more interesting they could talk about, of course.

Clover: You’re in luck! Write about our muses winning the lottery together and having to share the prize. What did they win? A trip to the hot springs!

Cosmos: Relaxation is a good thing for the soul. Write about our muses doing something together to blow off steam. Shopping? Reading manga together? Catch a movie? Anything is fine.

Tulip: Money makes the world go round! Write about our muses having to go shopping at a busy market district. Show off how much you can bargain for a good price, yeah?

Cherry Blossom: It’s a sign of a new beginning. Write about why exactly your muse decided to move to Toshi City. What made the decision happen? (Alternatively: if your muse has been in Toshi City all their life, write about how they’d feel about travelling the world.)

Forget-Me-Not: After having been apart for 10 years, write about our muses reuniting again. Do they still recognize each other?

Daisy: Caring and loyal… write about my muse nursing yours (or vice versa!) after they have fallen sick. Please recover soon.

Basil: Write about your muse and their full-fledged bachelor(ette) life! Even if they are dating right now, tell us about how they felt about romance and dating before falling in love.

Zinnia: Think of me, even when you’re gone. Write about how your muse still keeps in contact with people they knew outside the city.

Seed: Free drabble request!

The response is cold and to the point, and the slighter male only gives a rare sweep of his gaze in the man's direction before he turns back to his belongings.