"There's a difference between asking me to say that and asking me to..." Akiha's griping dies down into nothing as she realizes that, if anything, she's thinking more than usual.
What is she trying to prove here? Nico isn't liable to run off and tell anyone about this. Why is she trying to keep her pride even when it doesn't matter?
Akiha sighs, reaching her hand up and placing it on Nico's shoulder, grumpy expression dying down into an extremely awkward sweetness. She can't quite meet Nico's eyes, but she's smiling. Sort of.
"... I love you, and you're very cute," she says it as loud as she can manage, which is still just a whisper. She doesn't toss the word 'love' around much, if ever.
"That's all you're getting out of me." She looks up at Nico, embarrassed in a way that isn't just cute. She seems skittish, like half of her wants to slip out from under Nico and call it off. "I mean it."
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What is she trying to prove here? Nico isn't liable to run off and tell anyone about this. Why is she trying to keep her pride even when it doesn't matter?
Akiha sighs, reaching her hand up and placing it on Nico's shoulder, grumpy expression dying down into an extremely awkward sweetness. She can't quite meet Nico's eyes, but she's smiling. Sort of.
"... I love you, and you're very cute," she says it as loud as she can manage, which is still just a whisper. She doesn't toss the word 'love' around much, if ever.
"That's all you're getting out of me." She looks up at Nico, embarrassed in a way that isn't just cute. She seems skittish, like half of her wants to slip out from under Nico and call it off. "I mean it."