He’s trying to make every memory with you count. The dancing in the rain, the pinky holding, and every other memory that crosses his mind.

Aki just cant stop thinking, his chin resting atop your head and his legs mingling with yours. Your wearing his shirt, and it smells good. But Aki is too deep into thinking to realize that you’re awake and knowing that he’s deep in thought.

The sun is rising, but Aki just sighs silently, his cheek against your hair. When you ask him what he’s thinking about he hesitates. Aki doesn't know when his last words are going to be, and he really doesn't want to share. But at the same time, he feels as if he needs to.

''Just worrying, about some stuff.. that's really it.'' A halfhearted lie, but he thought he did an okay job at masking it.