quite figure out what.
Misaki didn' notice Akio's expression. Instead, he started talking about how he was so happy that he finally got the chance to move into a house. He talked excitedly about how many room there was and how he can decorate it however he wants. Akio listened quietly to his friend as they continued talking and walked hand in hand, both of them smiling as they did.
They reached Akio's apartment complex and headed inside. Akio opened the door leading inside and said, "My place is this way." As he led the way down the hall, Misaki followed behind him, listening to his friend talk all the way.
They eventually made their way to the elevator. As the door slid open, the two stepped inside, Misaki pressing the button for floor 2. Once they arrived, the pair exited the elevator and stepped out, heading towards Misaki's apartment. As they passed through his hallway, Akio noticed a new picture frame on his wall. It was a picture he took a couple months ago of the two of them. They were standing side by side with bright smiles on their faces. Akio couldn't help but smile. That was the first picture they ever taken together. It wasn't one that Misaki wanted, but he still took it because of Akio. After they left the camera Akio smiled to himself. That memory made him happy.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his key ring, looking for a specific key to unlock the door.
When Akio found the right key, he inserted it into the lock and swung the door open. The two boys entered his apartment, Akio taking off his shoes and leaving them by the entrance. Misaki took off his own shoes, placing them beside Akio's. Once both boys had removed their shoes, they walked into the apartment, heading straight for the kitchen. They made themselves comfortable, sitting down on either side of the table.
They spent the next hour or so going through the pictures that Akio had taken over the year. Some of which he had taken during their last week of school, some were from his trip to Busan and some where they just sat around watching cartoons. Eventually, Akio got tired of flipping through the pictures, handing Misaki his phone as the shorter male moved to sit on his lap. He looked through the pictures and pointed to different things in each and every one of them and explained what they meant.
While he was showing Akio pictures on his phone, the taller boy noticed how close their bodies were, their thighs practically touching each other. Their faces were almost level with each other. Akio couldn't help but blush a little bit.