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Food
“What in God’s name is that?”
“Pancakes”
“They’re green”
“Yup”
“And have candy corn on it”
“Yup”
“Is this because I said we couldn’t go trick or treating?”
“Why would you possibly think that” Akira replies batting his eyelashes innocently.
Goro rolls his eyes and grabs his fork, stabbing it into the stack of oddly colored food.
“Because I know you”
Foil
“Goro, could you explain why my best friend is frantically raiding the pantry for aluminum foil?”
“Why Akira I don’t know what you mean, as you can see I’m seated right here waiting for the cup of coffee you promised me.”
Akira gives him an unimpressed look and points to Ryuji, who has succeeded in his quest and is now molding the foil into a hat shape.
“I may have convinced him that the government can read his thoughts without it.”
Akira looks at his extremely smug boyfriend and rolls his eyes.
“Ryuji, Akechi was joking you don’t need that.” he says, stilling the boy’s hands.
“For real?” Ryuji replies, suspiciously glancing between the two.
“Of course, everyone knows that it’s the aliens you need to watch out for, not the government” Futaba chimes in, high fiving Akechi as Ryuji’s face goes pale.
Akira smiles and rolls his eyes, going over to kiss the smile off his boyfriend’s face before he can add more fuel to the fire.
Antithesis
Ryuji: God, did you hear the last interview with Akechi? He was going on and on about how he’s opposite of the Phantom Thieves
Yusuke: He did carry on for quite awhile, antithesis, wasn’t that the word he used?
Makoto: in all actuality he’s using that word wrong considering that we both are on the same side.
Ann: what about you Akira?
Akira: You know that saying about how opposites attract?
Futaba: AKIRA NO
Akira: AKIRA YES