He likes the way you smell. Akira doesn't know how you do it, but you always manage to smell so alluring. Whenever you come over, usually to ask Jun for help on something, you don't really acknowledge him, but he can smell you from the next room over.

Akira's heart races every-time you enter, a feeling of excitement festering in his chest whenever you walk by. He can't even foxus when you're around, nose filled with the scent of you. God, he wishes he could keep his calm persona on permanently around you, in hopes of charming you, but he's just become a nervous wreck whenever you come near.

He's seriously reaching his limit. He wants to know desperately, what shampoo you use or what perfume, because you smelt literally heavenly. That had to be the best way to describe it.

"How do you do it?" He demands, grabbing your wrist and tugging you closer, relaxing instinctively at your smell. When you look confused, he adds on. "How the hell do you smell so good?"

He has to sound quite literally insane, he knows. Maybe even creepy, but he's getting really, really desperate here.