If he wanted to, he would
Goro Akechi, formerly famous teen detective and current convicted felon, is standing at your door with a bag of take out and two bottles of drinks. A familiar sight.
“Here,” he says, handing you the bag and strolling into your apartment so casually it’s like he owns the place.
It’s a common routine so much that you don’t even have it in you to argue your surprise anymore. Every now and then, your boyfriend would show up at your door without notice with a gift in tow. While you’d have planned meetups throughout the week, the sight of Akechi standing awkwardly through your peephole is always a welcomed shock.
You follow him to your kitchen counter and set down the mystery food he brought over today. The savory smell released from the closed bag is warm, and you wonder how good the food must be if the smell is already so enticing. A familiar logo on the receipt catches your eye. You choose to ignore how sizable the bill is.
“Oh, isn’t this from that new restaurant I was telling you about yesterday, Goro?” You look at him with a teasing smile and catch him turn away to your cabinets.
“Do you seriously only have one clean glass?” He pulls it out with feigned annoyance as he ignores your tease.
“Well, I wasn’t really expecting company on a Tuesday night~” You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind. Faintly you can feel him grasp the glass tighter in an attempt not to drop it in surprise.
“W-well! I-I passed by it on my commute and just happened to be hungry so-“
You laugh into his back, which causes him to stop his flustered ramble. “Well, thank you. Even if this was just a ‘so happened to be there’ type thing.” You move his hair out of his neck and press a small kiss to the crane of it.
For the sake of the glass, Akechi places the cup down with a sigh. He lifts up your hands gently, guided by a soft “up,” and turns around. His own hands find their place on the bone of your hips, bringing you ever closer to him.
For just a few moments, he stares at you. Maroon eyes cross over your face and you let him examine you without any comment. His gaze shifts from your lips, a small quiver in his own at the sight- to the apples of your cheeks, and you can just barely make out the softening of his features. Finally, his eyes settle on your own and you’re able to fully indulge yourself in the moment with your lover.
His eyes- his beautiful, wonderful eyes. They look at you with a restrained softness, as if he’s scared to push further with his affections more than this. The quiver of his lip emphasizes his nervousness but the softness of his features show just how much he cares.
Slowly, one of his hands moves towards your face, brushing away a stray piece of hair. Softly, Akechi presses a kiss to your forehead before pulling away. You want to chase after him and fully press your lips into his, but you know any further might cause him to explode in a fluster filled frenzy.
“Do you want ice in the glass? I’m fine drinking from the bottle,” he says, going back to the cup in the counter. There’s a light blush on his cheeks as he lifts it up for you to see.
“Oh- you can use that one! I’ll wash one from the sink,” you say with a smile, “I should also go ahead and wash some plates for us to eat on.”
“You don’t have any clean plates either?” Akechi says with an incredulous expression. With a half annoyed sigh he continues- “I’ll do the dishes, you can just go ahead and set out the food.”
As you unpack the bag- several containers of hot food fill up your small granite island. A variety of dishes, probably one from each category of the wide menu. If it were anyone but Akechi, you probably would’ve been surprised someone cared so much to bring this much food.
The sink begins to run and you catch sight of Akechi slipping on your bright pink dish washing gloves. As he gets to work, you can’t help but want to tease him once more.
“Hey, didn’t you work from home today? What commute did you even make?”
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