Where dark brown, nearly black, eyes were on the football field, Akira's eyes have changed now. They're solid black, and golden lights are floating around in them, reflecting slight ringed designs around the iris.

That is pretty forward! Akira stiffens awkwardly, already entertaining weird thoughts in his head. Maybe this guy kicked the ball toward him purposely. Maybe he's making a move on him. Oh my god that's embarrassing! Is he really making a move? That comment earlier and now he's using a dumb excuse like his eyes to get all close.

".. What are you doing?" He manages, able to feel the way his cheeks begin burning. There's no real filter here, so his eyes roll to the side, avoidably after Nicholas gets one good look. "Wow. This, this is really awkward. If you were trying to kiss me... you know dating and stuff normally happens first. I've known you all of an hour? And I'm not gay.. or I don't think I am? I don't know." He adds nonchalantly. Obviously that topic isn't taboo with him or his family, but he felt the need to blurt it out.