[It seemed a bit surreal to be standing in the Akiyama household, posing for what had to be the fiftieth picture of Kira and him in their tuxedos. Before he had come over, his mother had mustered enough strength for three photos before she waved him off, patting his cheek fondly and telling him to have a good time. It had felt clinical, sitting in portrait style poses with his own mother while one of their staff took the pictures.
In complete juxtaposition, the Akiyama household was lively and chaotic, Chiyo underfoot constantly, Mrs. Akiyama encouraging them to do this ridiculous pose or that. He was mostly looking forward to the pictures and video that had been taken of Kira's face when he had solemnly present a poorly crafted cardboard corsage that he had spent ten minutes making. He'd brought along a gold one too of course, he wanted the night to have a good start, and even though he had given Kira an endless amount of shit about the golden tuxedo in the weeks leading up to prom, he had to admit to himself at least that he did look good.
Once there had been enough pictures and hugs given to appease Mrs. Akiyama, they were released, Ty straightening out his ( classic if anyone was going to ask ) black tuxedo, face hurting already from how much he'd smiled and laughed. He held out an arm for Kira to take when they headed towards the limo, because of course there was going to be a limo, nodding as the chauffeur opened the door for both of them. He ducked in, going for the minibar inside, whistling slightly at the selection.]
Do you want a drink or are you going to make me pregame alone?
Prom Starter
In complete juxtaposition, the Akiyama household was lively and chaotic, Chiyo underfoot constantly, Mrs. Akiyama encouraging them to do this ridiculous pose or that. He was mostly looking forward to the pictures and video that had been taken of Kira's face when he had solemnly present a poorly crafted cardboard corsage that he had spent ten minutes making. He'd brought along a gold one too of course, he wanted the night to have a good start, and even though he had given Kira an endless amount of shit about the golden tuxedo in the weeks leading up to prom, he had to admit to himself at least that he did look good.
Once there had been enough pictures and hugs given to appease Mrs. Akiyama, they were released, Ty straightening out his ( classic if anyone was going to ask ) black tuxedo, face hurting already from how much he'd smiled and laughed. He held out an arm for Kira to take when they headed towards the limo, because of course there was going to be a limo, nodding as the chauffeur opened the door for both of them. He ducked in, going for the minibar inside, whistling slightly at the selection.]
Do you want a drink or are you going to make me pregame alone?