Please, making you curry isn't spoiling you, it's a welcome home gift.
... But sometimes, maybe. I don't see anything wrong with showering the one I love the most with that adoration though. Especially since I know you love me just as much. <3
[A bold assumption, a confident and Cute assumption. At least he's over being self-conscious about claims.]
[ He's staring at his text like he's reading a different language he can't understand, but holy hell is his face burning up. Thank Christ everyone else is exhausted from painting and knocked out early or else they would see this nervous and slightly giddy smile on his face.
[... He's been on read for a while now. Goro isn't worried about if he'd said the wrong thing or not, but man. Playing with Belle's a good pastime until Akira finally replies.
Pfft.]
It's always easier for me to type things, Akira, but I think I could say it with little issue too.
Akira can hear the music as he watches the short video, a soft sigh following the end.]
Yes, yes, it's me. I'm guessing you can't speak freely as I can? [...] No matter, you're cute and dear to me alwags. I love you with all the light the sun offers and moon holds to her heart, um... I'm no good at poetry, forgive me for going off of Miss Browning's sonnet.
I can. [ He speaks softly, but he's worried that anyone, even an ant, can hear them. ] It suits you better than me.
[ He still remembers when he dictated the sonnet. They were just playing around at his place after their little breaking and entering. This is still mighty embarrassing, though. ]
[ It's 100% true. While Akira is extra in many ways, Goro is similar, but in more fields on top of it. Shifting a bit, he sighs. Why is he weak against you? ]
No. [ ... ] I can listen to your voice forever, even if you're out to get me.
[With a quiet chuckle, cheeks warm as he rubs at them. He clears his throat, closing his eyes.]
Allow me to start over, then... It'll sound disjointed otherwise.
[Okay. Soft and warm, lyrical and sincere--]
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight, for the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use, in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after...
[...]
After death. Mm, I don't quite like the ending, I just remembered that.
[ Though, to be honest, Akira would also think Goro would make a good anchorman, show host, and actor—actually, the last one might be a stretch, but that’s fine. As long as one as ambition, that’s what matters. ]
I don’t like it much, either... But that was good.
[ He quickly sends a clapping emote to convey applause and appreciation. 👏 👏 👏 ]
Aren't you just saying that because you like the sound of my voice, A-ki-ra? Though I like the sound of yours as well, so I really have no leg to stand on when teasing you... It's too bad I'm better at reciting poetry than actually writing it, though, I would've liked to have an original piece to give you.
[ A smart guy that knows him well is what he takes you for, but everyone makes mistakes. It takes a second or two for him to search through his notes on his phone. ]
It was for bingo.
[ You have been warned. He will begin: ]
My love for Janet is so great, my heart melts for her 'til the dusk of day. The night touches when her's away, dance, gaze 'til day's dawn.
Her beauty is great, Wondering mind 'til her sees, pining is all I do, While waiting for the moment, for her to say "I do." — Akira Kurusu (going to steal your girl, Jim)
[Goro's quiet for a moment, then it becomes apparent why: he's trying to stifle some laughter. It's not like it's a bad poem? It's actually pretty okay, but--]
How did she ever choose him over you, Akira, when you're such a wordsmith?
[No, it's just sort of funny, Akira's kind of bad at poetry isn't he... How cute.]
I think you should stick to singing other people's words.
It’s better than Jim’s video, so I’m just as confused.
[ The bingo poem definitely wasn’t the worst thing written, but he won’t lie that he kind of just spilled whatever on paper for the sake of coloring in that square. To be honest, he think Ann’s poem is better. ]
Thanks for reaffirming what I already knew. [ RUDE!!!! ] I’d still want to read or hear whatever you write—if you do write anything at all.
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ever thought that maybe you spoil me too much?
not that i mind. i'm very deserving of your love and attention.
[ Sometimes... But he doesn't add that. ]
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... But sometimes, maybe. I don't see anything wrong with showering the one I love the most with that adoration though. Especially since I know you love me just as much. <3
[A bold assumption, a confident and Cute assumption. At least he's over being self-conscious about claims.]
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[ He's staring at his text like he's reading a different language he can't understand, but holy hell is his face burning up. Thank Christ everyone else is exhausted from painting and knocked out early or else they would see this nervous and slightly giddy smile on his face.
Give him a moment.
Give him five minutes.
Give him ten minutes.
It has been read for fifteen minutes. ]
how can you type that out so easily?
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Pfft.]
It's always easier for me to type things, Akira, but I think I could say it with little issue too.
My secret?
I love you.
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I'm sorry; the number you have reached is not in service, or temporarily disconnected.
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Pick up when I call you, okay?
[buzz buzz bitch pick up.]
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why should i?
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Don't you want to hear my voice?
And I rather would like to see if you get flustered again when I tell you I love you.
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He picks up the phone, but it's silent on this side. ]
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight...
[stop him he will go through this entire sonnet.]
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look. it's you.
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Akira can hear the music as he watches the short video, a soft sigh following the end.]
Yes, yes, it's me. I'm guessing you can't speak freely as I can? [...] No matter, you're cute and dear to me alwags. I love you with all the light the sun offers and moon holds to her heart, um... I'm no good at poetry, forgive me for going off of Miss Browning's sonnet.
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I can. [ He speaks softly, but he's worried that anyone, even an ant, can hear them. ] It suits you better than me.
[ He still remembers when he dictated the sonnet. They were just playing around at his place after their little breaking and entering. This is still mighty embarrassing, though. ]
Are you going to stop?
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[He knows he's a little much at times. Many times.]
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No. [ ... ] I can listen to your voice forever, even if you're out to get me.
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[With a quiet chuckle, cheeks warm as he rubs at them. He clears his throat, closing his eyes.]
Allow me to start over, then... It'll sound disjointed otherwise.
[Okay. Soft and warm, lyrical and sincere--]
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight, for the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use, in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after...
[...]
After death. Mm, I don't quite like the ending, I just remembered that.
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[ Though, to be honest, Akira would also think Goro would make a good anchorman, show host, and actor—actually, the last one might be a stretch, but that’s fine. As long as one as ambition, that’s what matters. ]
I don’t like it much, either... But that was good.
[ He quickly sends a clapping emote to convey applause and appreciation. 👏 👏 👏 ]
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Aren't you just saying that because you like the sound of my voice, A-ki-ra? Though I like the sound of yours as well, so I really have no leg to stand on when teasing you... It's too bad I'm better at reciting poetry than actually writing it, though, I would've liked to have an original piece to give you.
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[ And he knows Goro has a knack to seem confident even when he isn’t. Fake it till you make it? Give him that skill, please. ]
It’s all right. My poetry isn’t so great, either... But it’s not like I wanted to write them. Do you want to hear one, anyway?
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Was it something for class, then..? Of course I want to hear it, Akira, who do you take me for?
[Recite, recite..~]
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It was for bingo.
[ You have been warned. He will begin: ]
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How did she ever choose him over you, Akira, when you're such a wordsmith?
[No, it's just sort of funny, Akira's kind of bad at poetry isn't he... How cute.]
I think you should stick to singing other people's words.
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[ The bingo poem definitely wasn’t the worst thing written, but he won’t lie that he kind of just spilled whatever on paper for the sake of coloring in that square. To be honest, he think Ann’s poem is better. ]
Thanks for reaffirming what I already knew. [ RUDE!!!! ] I’d still want to read or hear whatever you write—if you do write anything at all.
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[Because that's just how he is.]
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[ He gives you his shitty poetry and he only gets refined and polished verses?? He wants to see your failures? ]
It's perfect the way it is.
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