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[storm] (Ryuji or Goro!) - @fantomevoleur

[ storm ] sender sees the awful weather conditions outside and insists receiver stay the night and ride it out.

“ You have to be joking. “ is the first thing that comes out of his mouth.

The remark is incredulous, a tinge of suspicion on the underside of his tongue, and perhaps only distantly patronizing, depending on how you looked at it. perhaps a challenge, beneath that, beneath his teeth like nerve roots lined with arsenic. a challenge to force his hand, a challenge to convince, a challenge, challenge, challenge.

or maybe it’s not there at all, but still, he raises a brow at Akira, hand resting on the long-since-closed cafe doorknob, collar popped in preparation against the snow hailing outside. the balls of ice tap the glass panes of windows like many unseen fingers. It makes Akechi antsy.

wine red eyes glance back out the window, watching as heavy snow falls, the creep of cold running out from under the door and tracing lines up his leg. his head cocks ever so slightly, the way it does sometimes when he’s studying, or more specifically, when he’s analyzing.

he wasn’t dressed for this kind of weather. ━ clothing warm but not warm enough even with his collar standing proud and hands tucked away only for so long, but not long enough out beneath the sky, anyway. he’d have something like 20 minutes at best at a time, hail no doubt making traversal trickier with boots not quite ready for ice. transport would be slowed too, and perhaps soon to come to a halt entirely as mechanisms freeze up. ( what time was it again? eyes flick to his watch : 6:47pm. ━ he shouldn’t have stayed this long. what was initially intended to be a brief stop before heading out again had turned into conversation, had turned into discussion, had turned into hours longer than intended. Fuck him, he should’ve left before sundown. he knew better, knew his timings, what to expect, and yet… and yet… )

he’d have maybe 40 minutes to an hour to get out there before it got unmanageable, and the city untraversable with it. ━ you’re already late, Goro, you need to go now. look him in the eye and stop beating around the goddamn bush, why don’t you?

Akechi looks back, back straight and chin ever so slightly forward and eyes steady on Akira; the way rifle sights are on game; the way he looks when he’s already made up his mind. His gloved hand never leaves its resting place ‘pon the handle. 

“ It’s just a little snow, Akira. “ he starts his case, smiling, fully intending to turn this either into an easy victory or a war, depending on how stubborn Akira feels tonight ( or how much he pisses them off ) “ I have somewhere to be tomorrow, it’s not like I can just stay the night, and even if I did and could get there in time, it’d be an interesting kind of headache to excuse myself walking out of a cafe before it’s even opened with one other known tenant, wouldn’t it? Especially when that tenant has a known crimical record. “ yowch, Akechi, talk about a low blow. you might as well have just said being seen with you would be a bad look for my image. ━ He feels bad for all of a second before continuing, “ Not to mention there’s no telling the roads will be cleared up or the subway in usual order by the time that happened, regardless. “

“ Really, It’s only going to get worse. If I don’t leave now, I’ll just be making it more difficult for myself later. Plus, unless I’m wrong, you only have one bed up there. “ Akechi raises an eyebrow, which makes it feel only slightly more incriminating than it is, by sheer virtue of Akechi being the one to point it out. He waits, then, for either reluctant defeat or a court battle. ━ their choice, really.