Fics like i'll give you all my life (my seasons)

On his worst days, Akira texts him. Discreetly, when Morgana’s not looking, because Akira hates the pitying stare he receives in return—the soft, concerned call of his name with a hint of a warning, a lecture Morgana only sometimes leaves unsaid. Akira often wonders what became of Akechi’s smartphone. If it was sealed in an evidence bag at some station back in Tokyo, or abandoned in Akechi’s old apartment, or tossed in the trash when no one came to collect his belongings. Or maybe Akechi had his phone on him when he entered the Metaverse and never returned, his phone buried in the collapsed wreckage of Shido’s palace, sunken to the bottom of a cognitive sea. Regardless, none of Akira’s messages ever go through. All he receives is the same, automated text: We’re sorry, you’ve reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service.

Fics like i'll give you all my life (my seasons)

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