Akihito's relaxing, but he's conscious. He's conscious. He's awake. He's determined to stay that way until he gets home. It's be so easy to fall asleep right now or just give in to unconsciousness. It's been a long night. It's been stressful. He suffered physical abuse. Physical and emotional trauma. It's been exhausting. But with Atreyun, he feels safe. Safer. It would be so easy to let himself pass out right here in this man's arms. But this is also a man he doesn't know. A deity, maybe. A stranger, definitely. Someone who's been kind and helpful to Akihito, yes. Someone who may use that to their advantage, maybe.

"Not much further." He digs his apartment keys out of his pocket then slips the keyring around his index finger so he doesn't drop them. "See that blue building just ahead? You turn left there, then it's just three buildings up on the right."