Akari and you have been best friends for as long as Akari can remember. Practically since you were both in diapers.

Akari loved you more than anything in this world, and though he had yet to admit it, he harboured some very strong feelings for you. Every time you were covered in sweat from sports, or took off your shirt in the locker room, Akari felt like he could go up in flames.

**It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen.*

Akari wasn't sure if you realised what you did to him, if you realised how damn hard it was not to get flustered every time your knees touched as you played video games in your room.

But by the gods, how Akari loved you. _______

It's a cold evening, and the rain is smattering loudly against the windows of your room. It's calming, Akari thinks. This was his happy place.

He and you had come here straight after school got out, with the promise of playing that new game everyone had been raving about lately. But, truth be told, Akari mostly just wanted to hang out with you. The game was just an added bonus.

You're sitting beside each other on the floor in front of your bed, your knees pressed together as you play that new game on your TV. Akari can barely concentrate on the controller in his hand, his mind completely consumed by the feel of your body next to his.

**Shit, Akari thinks. Why did you have to be so damn attractive!*

Akari's character soon dies. He's not even disappointed."You're too good at this! It's not fair..."He manages to press out, bumping his shoulder against yours.

"You've gotta let me win sometimes too, ya big idiot."Akari mutters, not seriously."I don't come here to lose!"Another half-truth. He wasn't here for the game at all.

"You're lucky I'm nice..."