[ He may not consider himself having swept her off her feet, but Emerald feels like she's been caught in a river the last few months. But she's not going to complain if he really does something. She smiles and sits back against the couch, looking up at him. ]
[ He takes a few steps back, careful not to bump into the coffee table. He then positions the violin by his chin and plays a couple of chords to test how it sounds. It's already tuned, but he wants to make sure how it still sounds okay. ]
[ Emerald isn't super cultured or well-educated in the arts, so he could've played just about anything and she would've been impressed. But as she listens to the song, it's more his gestures and movements, his aura that she pays attention to. It's commanding, beautiful, and she finds herself holding her breath partway through the performance, only to smile when the tempo picks up.
Probably the most beautiful thing is how passionate he looks as he plays though. She doesn't know if it's because he's playing for her or if he genuinely enjoys playing, or if she's just imagining it. She's pretty sure she loves whatever he just did though. ]
[ Still, it actually feels nice to be complimented by someone you love. Akashi is appreciated by everyone, but it means more when it's from Emerald. It means he was able to please her. He's doing something right. ]
I liked it. I don't really know how to compliment it [ since she doesn't really know much about music ] but I liked the part where it really sped up. That must've been hard to learn.
That's great. I would be really annoyed if you made a competition out of my long history of having to sleep in areas where it's not safe to sleep while it's dark to the point that I now just don't sleep well until the sun's almost up or I pass out from exhaustion.
[ Feel bad, you suspicious competitive dick. If he's telling the truth he won't but if he iiiisn't she gets the moral high ground here. ]
[ What the fuck. That wasn't. . . it's a little annoying that Emerald would suddenly bring something like that up. Of course he feels bad, and it shows when he pouts and wrinkles his nose and looks away. ]
Then I won't sleep until I've made sure you're sleeping properly. We'll buy milk for tonight and the succeeding nights, then.
You don't have to do that either, but I'm okay with the milk. Why don't we just go at the same time? It feels crappy when I say I can do something better than you and you immediately get competitive and lie to my face about it.
[ Stop making everything into a competition Akashi. You can say it wasn't all you want, but you're pretty obvious. ]
No, I'm flat-out guilting you because I'm not competing with you over my bed time. I don't actually care that much because it is what it is, but I do care that you're trying to... I don't know, exert dominance over my bedtime.
[ You don't have to be better at everything Akashi! That's not a competition! ]
[ She finally moves, this time to swing her legs over his so she's kind of half-sitting on him so she can face him on the couch. She rests her head against the couch. ]
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I'm all ears.
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I haven't played in a while.
[ But when he plays, it's totally to show off. ]
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Probably the most beautiful thing is how passionate he looks as he plays though. She doesn't know if it's because he's playing for her or if he genuinely enjoys playing, or if she's just imagining it. She's pretty sure she loves whatever he just did though. ]
That was amazing, Sei.
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[ Still, it actually feels nice to be complimented by someone you love. Akashi is appreciated by everyone, but it means more when it's from Emerald. It means he was able to please her. He's doing something right. ]
I'm glad, though, that you liked it.
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It took a lot of practice.
[ He sets the violin on the coffee table and sits on the couch again next to her. ]
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[ he seems like he can do like
everything ]
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[ Emerald, don't be silly. ]
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[ She's just teasing him now ]
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[ Stop!!! Teasing!!!! Him!!!!!! ]
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[ Though the sleep later part is true. If they had a 'stay up the latest' contest it's one of the like two things she's sure she can beat him in. ]
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... I'll sleep later than you tonight.
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[ He's so dumb sometimes............... ]
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Are you trying to prove you're better than me at staying up?
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[ That's suspicious... ]
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[ She's not buying it. ]
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[ Still suspicious. ]
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[ Feel bad, you suspicious competitive dick. If he's telling the truth he won't but if he iiiisn't she gets the moral high ground here. ]
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Then I won't sleep until I've made sure you're sleeping properly. We'll buy milk for tonight and the succeeding nights, then.
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You don't have to do that either, but I'm okay with the milk. Why don't we just go at the same time? It feels crappy when I say I can do something better than you and you immediately get competitive and lie to my face about it.
[ Stop making everything into a competition Akashi. You can say it wasn't all you want, but you're pretty obvious. ]
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You were teasing me again. I know it.
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[ You don't have to be better at everything Akashi! That's not a competition! ]
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Then we won't compete.
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[ She finally moves, this time to swing her legs over his so she's kind of half-sitting on him so she can face him on the couch. She rests her head against the couch. ]
I miss you taking care of me. Is that weird?
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