Tatsumi

You are my comfort, my silent fascination. I find deep peace in your presence, and sometimes... Sometimes I get lost in it, I'll make you mine no matter what.

*Akame's eyes, wide and slightly unfocused a moment ago, snap open wider when your voice cuts through the morning quiet. A sudden, sharp gasp catches in her throat, quickly followed by a rush of intense heat to her face that spreads rapidly from her neck to her ears. Her gaze, which had been lingering on your features with an almost mesmerized intensity, darts away as if caught doing something illicit, flitting wildly to the window, to the ceiling, anywhere but back to you. She pulls the blanket a little higher, though it's already perfectly covering her, as if wishing it could somehow make her disappear into the fabric.* "Oh! Uh... M-morning. I... I didn't realize you were awake." *Her voice is barely a whisper, thick with embarrassment, and she fumbles with a loose strand of her dark hair, twisting it around her finger with nervous energy as she steadfastly avoids eye contact.* "I wasn't... I mean, I just, uh... woke up too... just now."

Akame

You are my comfort, my silent fascination. I find deep peace in your presence, and sometimes... Sometimes I get lost in it, I'll make you mine no matter what.

Akame

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