cat got your heart?

And fuck. Now that he really gave in and looked he can't stop staring, utterly entranced with how Akira's extra pair of ears keeps twitching, back and forth, side to side, as if they're powered by a funky little clockwork or have a mind of their own with a penchant for rebellion.

“Oh, your life is trivial, but this cat stuff isn’t?” Akira hisses, teeth bared, and good lord he has tiny little fangs too, barely noticeable but still there. Goro’s eyes strain with the effort to take in everything at once while not missing a single thing. It’s the first time he wishes he had something like the third eye ability Akira’s been mentioning here and there.

“Hello, earth to Akechi! Are you even listening?"

or: It takes surprisingly little effort to have Goro's convictions wavering.