Agito struggled to pull his fist away and tried to lean away from Ikki's hand, though he was about as close to the floor as a person could get. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!
Upon the moving of the eye-patch, he stilled, musules relaxing as he slowly looked back up at Ikki. Golden gaze now gental and slightly confused, but that of course was gone once he relized who was ontop of him. "Ikki-kun~♥!" He beamed, instantly perking up though not to sure why Ikki was holding his fist.