Fics like Summer's Lease

“I bet I could figure out the buttons. Give me a week and I’ll have you as desperate as... as Purple Shirt. Mark my words, Akechi, it’s about the buttons.” Goro stops walking. His wide eyes glisten under the streetlights—glossy like the twin buttons on a teddy bear’s face, glossy like the buttons on his crisp linen shirt, glossy like the metaphorical buttons that Akira aches to push. They stand still long enough for a car to rumble past, long enough for Akira’s pulse to skyrocket, for his palms to clam up with sweat that has nothing to do with the heat. “If it’s only a matter of buttons,” Akechi whispers, “then I could say the same about you. Seduction is just... altering your behavior, tailoring it, putting on a show. Give me a week, Kurusu. I’ll make you the ‘desperate’ one.” (Or: Goro and Akira make a bet.)

Fics like Summer's Lease

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