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your face, burned into my memory

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Parts 7
Time 56m

that_one_faint_kid

akitoya aoyagitouya bckganhane cyberpunk fluffandangst flusteredakito heavyangst man mizuena shinonomeakito touaki whippedtouya

Akito flinches, tucking his goggles quickly into one of the many pockets littered on his jacket. There it is - that intense burst of adrenaline, spiking just under his skin; that subconscious, razor-quick movement of his hand to one of the many knives he has sheathed at his hip. Akito's eyes flash upward to the boy who has just posed the question.

The muddy moonlight doesn't do his features enough justice, damn.

[crossposted from ao3 because I like clout lmao]All Rights Reserved

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