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goddamn basement's flooded.
(Post-canon, MAX level Metaverse rogue-like. And don't forget the pining akeshuake)- Words:
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It takes a while, but they make it—a new set of keys in each of their pockets, opening the door to their new apartment. Theirs. A warmth flashes through Akira’s chest at the word, knowing this is something that they share now.
Akechi sweeps into the room immediately after Akira opens the door, impatient as ever under the guise of efficiency. His eyes are flitting between corners, mental maps being drawn up as he crosses one arm under the other and taps a finger against his cheek. “It’ll do,” he says, as if they haven’t already signed a lease. They’d taken a tour, too. Akira smiles, knowing Akechi won’t turn around to see him and hit him for it. Nothing can be easy with him—exactly how Akira likes it.
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Or: Post P5R, Akechi and Akira move in together. Akira takes to cooking for them both, and more than anything he's just grateful he gets to sit down each night with Akechi across from him, sharing a meal.
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in which a fight in mementos turns Joker into a mouse, and Crow is the most convenient option to keep the little trickster safe until he changes back to normal.
Just a fun little oneshot a friend of mine suggested, because there isn't enough mouse joker content
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“A while ago, I had an accident, I- Sorry.” He gave him a weak little smile, some of Joker’s old cockiness caught in its edges. “But I must’ve been one lucky guy to have someone this gorgeous in my life. Were we close?”
What a loaded question. Almost as loaded as Goro’s gun had been when he’d shot him in the head.
Goro finally sees Akira again. Akira sees him for the first time.
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Akechi had pierced ears.
It was a tiny thing - just a metal stud, barely visible as Akechi tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, waiting for Akira to arrive. But it glimmered in the rainbow light of Jazz Jin. He could see where it irritated the lobe of his ear, pale skin flushing a faint red. He could imagine how it would feel, his fingers brushing against it as he cupped Akechi's jaw, the way his thumb would circle the stud softly as he leaned in and -
Holy shit, what was he doing?