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It's basically sick. That's what their relationship is.
It's a give and take kind of thing. And Touya's fully aware of this. He just doesn't care.
As long as she lets him do what he wants, he doesn't care how much she may take from him?
Akito wants 60 bucks cause she saw these cute pair of boots? Why not?
All he asks in return is for her to be his. Giving everything that she has to offer for him .
From Touya's perspective, it's completely unhealthy. Gross, even.
Akito doesn't know this. What she does know, is that Touya's in love with her and he's a pervert. Not that she cares, though.
All it takes is one tug on his sleeve, a cute smile directed at him, and his wallet is hers. It's as easy as that.
Outside of their music partnership, their relationship is plain weird. Touya recalls the expression An had on her face when she figured out what exactly went on behind the scenes.
"So you get her whatever she wants as long as you can squeeze her tits? Gross. "
Well. She's not wrong.
Akito's absolutely stunning. Anyone would kill to be in Touya's position.
With her shoulder length hair, and long eyelashes, with those green doe eyes, and that small waist, with her chest too..
Who wouldn't want a piece of that? Everywhere you go, people will try to get their filthy corrupted hands on Akito, attempting to pry her away from Touya. The attempts always end up being futile, anyways. As if Touya would let go of her.
Don't get Touya wrong, they love each other. They do. It's mutual, he promises.
In some sick, and twisted way, they care for eachother. Why else would have Akito gotten so mad the day Touya attempted to stop their relationship? If she didn't care, the imprint that was left on Touyas cheek that night wouldn't have been there.
She thinks she's sly about her feelings for him, and Touya's absolutely infatuated.
Akito pretends she doesn't care about him. But Touya knows. He notices all the little things about Akito.
Like the way she prefers those simple black chokes compared to those jewelled ones, how her shirts usually end up being cropped, revealing a little too much cleavage (not that Touyas opposed to it), and the way she doesn't over exaggerate her makeup ("Girls these days look like barbie." She swears).
The best part is, despite how disgusting she claims he is, Akito just keeps on clinging to Touya.
Maybe after all these years of friendship, to up and leave is just hard. Either that, or it's the fact Touya refuses to let her leave.
"There was that skirt you wanted, right?" He smiles at her kindly, perfectly dodging the topic.
"Well...yeah..but-"
He doesn't let her finish, before giving her thigh a squeeze; "Then let's go get it, shall we?"
She let's out a defeated sigh, tucking a strand of orange hair behind her ear as she stands up from where she was seated on Touya's bed,
She's not surprised anymore. Akito knows that Touya adores her and her body. He goes along with whatever she wants and whatever she asks, without seeking anything else but the chance to run his hands up and down her body.
She no longer hesitates when Touya's hands rest on her backside for a little longer than she'd like, Akito lets him toy around with her any way he likes, as not even a single complain exits her lips.
Hell, maybe she even likes it a little. Maybe she purposely asks him for things so she could get a taste of what it feels like to have his hands on her.
Maybe it's because with Touya, she feels loved. Seeking after the affection he provides, the warmth that comes with the entanglement of their limbs in the middle of the night, the validation, the approval..
It's no secret that her brother doesn't like Touya. Ena himself scrunches his nose in disgust whenever the blue haired male comes over, and quickly excuses himself, leaving the house as Touya glares daggers into his back. Akito's not sure what rivalry the two may have going on, but he doesn't really care. It's not her problem.
Touya is a man with many faces. At first he seems detached from the world, but then you see the passion to overcome RAD WEEKEND. And then there's the side Reserved for Akito, and Akito only.
The way he dotes on her is weird. He's completely obsessed, with pictures of her plastered on his wall, a picture of her as his wallpaper on his phone, and the small things he steals. Purposely asking for lazy makeout sessions so he can get a taste of that strawberry lip gloss, relishing in the sweet sounds that escape her mouth as the ginger straddles him as they're seated on Touya's bed, his hands resting on her behind.
He's an absolutely jealous man, too. Touya claims to respect Tsukasa, yet stares at him way too hardly should he be seen 5 feet near Akito at all. The girl doesn't get it.
She doesn't get how pretty she is, the way she is a prize to be won. Anyone would beg to be the one to help her decide what to wear today, to wake up next to her, and admire the face she makes as she sleeps soundly next to them.
All of this, is for Touya only.
And Akito's just as bad; with her constant craving for attention. Touya knows that she purposely asks for things she doesn't need (she absolutely hates anything bright, for one) just so she can feel the way Touya's lips feel on hers.
It's not like Touya is doing anything wrong either besides feeding into her desire to be loved. He is providing what her father failed to give. He is giving into her cravings to be told, "I love you."
And it's true. Touya loves Akito. So much, it drove him insane.
In their own fucked up way, they're meant for eachother.
They're used to it by now, and no matter how much An might beg Touya to stop fondling Akito's chest in the middle of the street, he's not gonna stop.
The same way Akito's not gonna stop dragging Touya around the mall whenever she wants.
Both of them use eachother for their own selfish desires, feeding into their needs.
she has him wrapped around her finger, and he knows. He just doesn't care. Whatever she wants, whatever she needs, Touya would do in a heartbeat. Just as long as she stays with him, it's alright.
As long as they stay together, they'll be alright.