"Yeah, tour is coming up and all," Akaya said without elaborating too much. His schedule would ramp up even more in the weeks leading up to the tour, and then of course, he'd be on the road for a few months. That was how it went every other year. Even if Akaya were the committing type, where would he ever find the time? He sometimes showed up on Omi's doorstep pushy and demanding because you had to squeeze in some semblance of a connection when you could.

He turned toward him when Omi came around the island. Around Akaya's neck hung a silver Celtic knot pendant with a round obsidian set in the middle, a piece he usually wore, even on stage. His fingers had several rings on them, his wrists covered in black leather buckle bracelets. He pushed his coffee mug to the counter and let his hand settle on Omi's hip, pulling him closer.

"You miss me?"

He meant it as a tease, which Omi should surely deny. Akaya wouldn't know what to do if he actually said yes, and meant it.