[Akira can handle stripping out of the rest, pulling his shirt off overhead and wiggling out of his jeans. He folds his clothes and sets them aside, though he did consider yeeting them into the corner to join his socks.
Pulling on the t-shirt and shorts, he tugs at the duvet to curl up beneath it. He motions for Kurapika to join him with grabby hands extended out from the side of the blanket.]
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[Akira can handle stripping out of the rest, pulling his shirt off overhead and wiggling out of his jeans. He folds his clothes and sets them aside, though he did consider yeeting them into the corner to join his socks.
Pulling on the t-shirt and shorts, he tugs at the duvet to curl up beneath it. He motions for Kurapika to join him with grabby hands extended out from the side of the blanket.]