MY SKILLS EXCEED YOURS!

PAGES ARE UNDER CONTRUCTION THERE,

BUT YOU CAN  NOW FIND ME OVER @kougha!

❝ you shouldn’t be takin’ risks like that, man. is somethin’ the matter? ❞

@kougha​ ♡’d

“Sakamoto-san, You’re worrying about needless, insignificant details here.

I merely did what was necessary to lead us on through; I’m unscathed, aren’t I?

It may not seem so much upon the surface, these hints of exhaustion and anxiousness that wore at the detective prince. The faintest of shadows lay under his eyes, and every now and then, long lashes seem to fall over his gaze. His appearance hadn’t changed, but around Akira, he is more open to show the differences. His own steps fall somewhat behind the other’s, rather than keeping up with the pace, and he didn’t seem quite as ... cheery as he would normally be in public. That little character he played.

A hand raises, hovering between both eyes, two fingers pressing over the bridge of his nose. It was a pain not to sleep; lack of sleep, it really did bring a headache to form after a while. At least they had no absolute need to visit the metaverse at this moment, he wouldn’t be very productive, he imagines.

A hindrance.

“Oh. It really isn’t all that important,” he plays off. It really isn’t something he wants to go into detail on, and he was sure that no one would care for all that went with it. “it’s just been on my mind, I suppose... no worries. At least you know now, why it is I appear... ‘off’?”  he knows that Akira had to have noticed by now, at the very least. When weren’t they together? It was rare that one way or another, he didn’t end up crashing at Akira’s place. It seemed to happen a lot, after missions.

“Sleep is for the weak!”

“Hahaha! Classic, Nijima-san!-”

“- however, you must be sure not to overwork yourself.