Asami/Aki VF fluff for
clueless_psycho Tension
The tension in the room could have been cut with a knife. There was a pervasive fog of cigarette smoke around the top of the room and Asami glared at his young lover even as yet another cigarette hung from his lips, a complete cylinder of ash.
Akihito looked around, casting his eyes to both of Asami's bodyguards, Yasuo and Hajime, and then licked his lips, maintaining his position.
Asami narrowed his eyes and finally removed the spent cigarette, stubbing it out in the dish.
The look Yasuo gave Hajime suggested he would much rather be anywhere than here.
With one final look around and a soft, smug smile Akihito laid his cards on the table and said "gin! I win."