[ He hesitates for a moment, as if he doesn't want to let her go, and before she darts off he leans down to press a little kiss to the corner of her mouth, just there. It's something he can do just because he can, and because he wants to, and then his hands slip away from her and let her go off to sort the table.
Turning back to the food, he pauses for a moment before he finishes off the preparation and starts to get it onto plates; the sooner they eat, the sooner they can do other things. ]
[ She likes the busy sound of both of them bustling around the apartment at once. There's only two of them, but Ai's been so used to this being a one person space that having someone else here as well always sounds so warm. It's funny – when she'd been crammed into the orphanage with the other kids, she'd fantasized about living by herself with nobody else to bother her. Now she can't imagine anything sadder or more lonely. ]
Mhm, all done! [ She pokes her head back into the kitchen with a smile before bobbing back out to settle back down at the table – they're close enough that she can call through to him as she sits down, at least. ] I put out some glasses, so you can grab whatever you think'll go best with the food.
[ Aki is quiet and careful as he moves; he's accustomed to living alone, just as much as he's accustomed to tiptoeing around, so he doesn't disturb a sleeping brother or parents desperately trying to catch a few moments of repose. He's used to not taking up space, and maybe that's a detriment to him now, but it's been hard to grow out of.
Bringing the plates out is easy, simple, and he puts Ai's down first before he places his own; it doesn't take long to slip back and away to the kitchen and grab them something to drink to go with it. ]
[ Once her plate goes down in front of her, Ai's face lights up – Aki's cooking never disappoints and she hadn't realized quite how hungry she was until she'd gotten hit full force with the smell of it and had it in front of her. It's definitely a little rude to dig in without the chef at the table, but... ]
Mm, I'll go ahead then – thanks for dinner!
[ As expected, it's delicious. How Aki makes cooking such tasty food look so effortless, she'll never know - even using the rice cooker is a stressful experience for her on some days. Beaming to herself, she calls through to him. ]
This is so good...! What's in this, you're a genius!
[ Maybe she's buttering him up a little, but she wants him to know she appreciates his hard work. ]
[ This is different; having dinner with Ai instead of Denji and Power - it's quiet, even, calm, a little tender, and he pushes the feeling down. He doesn't want to feel too soppy, too overwhelmed by her, but there's no way for him to ignore the way that he feels when her eyes lift to look at him. She's beautiful, and Aki doesn't think he says it enough.
Sitting, he starts to eat his own meal before he glances up at her, lips twitching into a little smile. ]
It's just seasonal vegetables, but I'm glad you're enjoying it.
Jeez. You always say it's just this or just that, but it's okay for you to brag a little! No way I would've been able to make this even if I followed you step by step.
[ She'd like to be, if only to be able to pay him back sometimes. She daydreams occasionally about being the kind of girl who can send the guy she likes off to work with a cute bento but uh, that's a privilege reserved strictly for girls who can actually cook edible food.
It'd be fun to learn and try surprising him, though. She can't exactly ask any of the girls in B-Komachi for help but maybe if Miyako turns out to be decent at cooking, then ... ]
Maybe one of these days you can teach me. Or I can try and learn, at least! When I set my mind on figuring something out, I can usually just about manage!
Compared to some of the things I've made in the past, Ai, it's no that complicated at all. I'll show you next time.
[ And he does mean that, earnestly; he could make her a proper three course meal, and leave her with more bentos in the fridge to take with her when she does her work each day, but he resists. It's a lot of effort, for one, and he doesn't always have the kind of time it would need. When you're risking your life daily things like in depth dinners should be more common, but...
He glances at his wounded hands and shakes his head.
Looking back over at her, he feels how full his heart is at the sight of her. ]
I'll teach you to make this on your need weekend off.
Perfect! I'll bug the director to make sure it happens soon. We're so ahead of schedule, he should owe me a little time off, don't you think?
[ Her free hand sneaks over the table to touch his, her fingers tracing the ridge of the band aid as it sits on his skin. She knows she should be grateful that these are the only injuries he's come home with when his work is so dangerous but it still makes her stomach feel watery to think that Aki's at such risk of getting hurt full stop when he's out of her sight. Sometimes she daydreams about going full diva and demanding to have him as her 24/7 bodyguard, just to make sure he's safe but... even if she could talk her way into that, she has no idea if it's what Aki wants.
So she'll just have to support him every other way that she can. ]
I'll have to make sure I get some practice in with the kitchen knives, or we'll end up matching. [ She's not as bad with them as she was once upon a time, but there have been an admittedly shameful number of kitchen knife incidents for a woman in her twenties who really should have a handle on them by now. ] That's usually not what people are talking about when it comes to matching couple accessories.
He should. You've been working hard, so you've earned it.
[ It's a simple thing as far as Aki is concerned - as if he ever asks for days off himself. Often, it's Makima who is recommending that he take a long weekend, or that he takes some time for himself. It's not long until he'll have to visit home, too, and the reminder of visiting his family shrine makes something uncomfortable settle in his gut. Would Ai be able to come with him, or will she be working?
Does he want her to come with him, to see him at his worst rather than his best?
He jumps at the touch to his hand, lifting his head to look over at her. His fingers slide between hers gently, and his expressions settles back into that gentle, warm concern, his affection for her undeniable. ]
I won't let you hurt yourself. I'll teach you properly. [ Using a kitchen knife isn't that bad, he doesn't think. She can't go around getting her fingers cut anyway, since it would interfere with her work too much. Shaking his head, he takes a bite of his dinner before he speaks; ]
[ Phone charms. She'd only been playing around with him, but Aki actually taking her up on it and coming up with an idea... that's too cute. And the idea of sneakily matching and having the proof of their connection right on her phone in front of everyone...
Ai beams at him and her fingers curl into his so she can squeeze his hand. Aki's too cute, especially when he's soft like this. She really likes it. ]
Phone charms, huh...! You know what, I'm all in. Can I pick one out for us?
[ She gives him a cheeky little grin, the kind that always spells trouble. ]
Oh, but if it's too cute, then will you get teased? Heehee. I promise I'll choose carefully.
[ Denji might complain - mostly out of jealousy, he thinks - and Power might make some comments about it not being cute enough, but he doesn't care. The idea of having something to share with Ai, to think about when they're not together, or when he's on a mission... It makes him feel better about the awkwardness of his life and the dangers that he faces on a day to day basis.
You'll regret it when I pick out something really gaudy. [ tease, tease. ] Or maybe I'll get one of those super decoden straps that has a bunch of little charms on it? Those kinds where you're like, does this count as a weapon?
[ She's kidding. And she's already got a pair in mind — she'd spotted a pair in matching colours while window shopping for a shoot a few weeks back and she remembers the store. So if she sneaks back there next time she's in town, she should be able to surprise him with it...
She's got two plans of attack decided on today, it seems. She scoops up her last mouthful of food and pulls her hand back from his solely so she can press hers together with an enthused: ]
Thanks for dinner...! Seriously, that was exactly what I needed after today. [ And before he can protest, she starts busily getting her dishes together. ] Here — why don't you leave the dishes to me for now so you can get into the bath sooner?
[ If Makima sees then he'll have to be more careful, but otherwise it'll be a perfectly fine option. Work might know about his relationship if only because Ai might end up being his next of kin, but that doesn't mean he's prepared for her to have to deal with everything when it comes to his job.
Lifting his head, he frowns a little as she starts to gather things. ]
If you don't mind... I'm happy to help you with the washing up as well.
It's fine, it's fine! We should split up chores like this anyway - ah, and before you say it...! [ She shakes a disapproving finger at him... ] Just because you like cooking doesn't mean it's not work!
[ See? Flawless argument. ]
Besides, if you hop in the bath now, I can come in just in time to wash your hair and your back. [ Wink! She is taking No Prisoners. ] So go ahead and relax!
[ And before he can protest any further, she starts busily carrying everything away. Case closed!!! ]
[ He probably was, actually, and he's a little sour about being so utterly read, but he relents. If Ai wants to do this, then he can let her, and that means he can sink into a bath much sooner.
Lifting his body slowly, he sighs and starts to head to the bathroom. He pauses then, just for a moment, before he turns back to call out to her. ]
Can you bring fresh bandages from the kitchen, please?
Fresh bandages...! [ She calls that over her shoulder as she makes her way to the kitchen. ] Yup, I'll bring the whole pack.
[ And off she goes to clean. There's not too much to do, really — Aki's alarmingly efficient when it comes to cooking and she has a sneaking suspicion that he tidies a little as he goes because there's definitely less mess than there would be if she'd been the one cooking... or uh, actually, does that just say something kind of damning about her in comparison to Aki...?!
Well, it's fine either way. She's done with the dishes before too long and as promised, she grabs a pack of bandages and makes her way over to the bathroom. She stops just long enough in the entrance to change out of her clothes and tie her hair back before squeaking open the door to the bath just enough to call through. ]
Aki ♪ [ Ah. When she singsongs his name like that, it usually means mischief's afoot. ] Is there still room for me?
[ Aki runs the bath quietly, letting the water go in too hot so it'll be cool by the time Ai can come and join him. He doesn't bother with any soap or anything like that, wanting to be the one to clean her when she gets here - and that's more than enough for him for now. It's easy, then, to turn around and strip off his suit, to hang up the jacket on the door outside, fold the others and place them in the laundry.
When Ai comes in, he's stretched out in the tub, one of the few luxuries that he clings to. His hair is down, and when he turns he looks at her with a soft, fond smile on his face. ]
There's always room for you, Ai. Come on.
[ Reaching out, he offers his hand towards her and the door. ]
[ Aki with his hair down....... she's gotten used to seeing it by now but she still always feels like she's sneaking a peek at something she's not supposed to see. Something about it softens his face a bit. It's cute. But she'll keep that to herself.
Looking pleased as punch, Ai makes her way over to the bath and takes his hand so she can climb inside without incident. She's lucky her height makes this 'comfortably close' instead of a 'tight squeeze', if nothing else.
Ai settles herself against him as she sinks into the water, her back against his chest and lets out a long, satisfied sigh. ]
Finallyyyy...! I've been looking forward to getting a bath aaaaaaall day... [ Her own definitely wasn't as, uh, trying as Aki's but she's still stiff and sore in so many spots from holding poses and running through choreography over and over. ] Between this and dinner, I'm getting fully recharged!
[ Aki waits for her to get comfortable before he bothers moving to adjust, knowing how she is; when she's settled, his arm sinks down to wrap around her stomach, to stroke absently against the warmth of her skin as he tilts his head back.
This feels right, homey in a way he never imagined he would have, and it thrums through him like an echo of joy and contentment. ]
Hopefully it'll soothe your muscles a little bit.
[ Leaning forward, just a little bit, he tucks his chin over her shoulder and smiles, nuzzling into the warm curve of her neck. ]
Rest for a little while, then I'll wash your hair.
[ Even under the heat of the bathwater, Aki's hand is warm. As the pads of his fingers stroke over her skin, she thinks just for a second about what they must look like without the bandages in place — for him to have wanted fresh ones, they must be nasty cuts. But she pushes it out of her mind as best she can. She'd fussed enough as it was during dinner and the last thing she wants is for him to think her concerns are tipping over into babying him.
Aki's tough. So she'll trust that he knows how to handle things. ... to a point. ]
Hmm. Nice try, buster. [ One of her hands rises up out of the water so she can give his cheek a playful poke. ] Didn't I say I was washing yours? And your back, too.
[ Not that she'd mind at all having Aki fuss her like that but she's made up her mind. Tonight's the night Aki gets spoiled for a change!! ]
[ Chuckling softly, he draws her closer, as if he might be able to wrap his entire body around her and hold on. She's soft, and warm, and after a long day of fighting and pushing himself, it feels good to let himself have a little bit of comfort and release all the tension. This is exactly what he needed, and he's glad that she read him so well.
His voice is softer, quiet as he speaks to her, filled with a fondness he can't describe. ]
That's true, but can't I do yours after? We can put more warm water in so it's comfortable.
Hmmm...! Well, I guess if you really want to, I might as well let you.
[ Said with a biiiiiig dramatic sigh as if she's the one doing Aki a favour here... but truth be told, she's looking forward to it. She'll probably get a lecture from the makeup artist next time she's in work about drying out her skin with long baths (not that Ai has any idea how she can tell) but it'll be more than worth it.
The hand poking his cheek drifts up and gently strokes his bangs back from his face before settling there, her fingers stroking lazy lines through his hair. Anytime she can get Aki to unwind a little is always a success in her book. ]
But right now, you have to let me look after you, okay? [ Her smile turns a little cheeky. ] No buts!
[ Tilting his head, Aki rests his face against the warm touch of her hand, letting his eyes close. It's gentle and intimate, and would be even if they were fully clothed, with her curled around him. It's rare that he lets his hair down for too long, rare that he can calm down after a day at work without a drink or a cigarette, but she inspires it.
Yeah, but you're sneaky. If I let my guard down, you'll sweep me right off my feet before I can stop you.
[ He's already doing a good job of it — when Aki gets cuddly like this, that's when she thinks he's cutest. It's definitely a little selfish of her but part of her is greedily glad that it's a sight only she gets to enjoy, the same way Aki's the only one who gets to see her unvarnished and unpolished. ]
Turn around, okay? [ Before he can pull back, she presses a kiss to the crest of his cheek and then shifts forward herself to give him a little extra room. ] I'll do your hair first, then your back.
[ Rolling his eyes, Aki allows her to boss him around - he always does - and shifts to turn his body. It's a little awkward to manoeuvre himself in the bath, but since she's the one asking, he'll do it. Ai can get him to do almost anything, and there's no denying the fact that he's mostly happy to do it.
When she's ready, he leans back towards her, closing his eyes. She likes seeing him with his hair down, so this must be fun for her as well, to see him relaxed and at her mercy. ]
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[ He hesitates for a moment, as if he doesn't want to let her go, and before she darts off he leans down to press a little kiss to the corner of her mouth, just there. It's something he can do just because he can, and because he wants to, and then his hands slip away from her and let her go off to sort the table.
Turning back to the food, he pauses for a moment before he finishes off the preparation and starts to get it onto plates; the sooner they eat, the sooner they can do other things. ]
Are you ready?
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Mhm, all done! [ She pokes her head back into the kitchen with a smile before bobbing back out to settle back down at the table – they're close enough that she can call through to him as she sits down, at least. ] I put out some glasses, so you can grab whatever you think'll go best with the food.
[ See, she's forward thinking! ]
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Bringing the plates out is easy, simple, and he puts Ai's down first before he places his own; it doesn't take long to slip back and away to the kitchen and grab them something to drink to go with it. ]
Thank you. Please, eat when you're ready.
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Mm, I'll go ahead then – thanks for dinner!
[ As expected, it's delicious. How Aki makes cooking such tasty food look so effortless, she'll never know - even using the rice cooker is a stressful experience for her on some days. Beaming to herself, she calls through to him. ]
This is so good...! What's in this, you're a genius!
[ Maybe she's buttering him up a little, but she wants him to know she appreciates his hard work. ]
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[ This is different; having dinner with Ai instead of Denji and Power - it's quiet, even, calm, a little tender, and he pushes the feeling down. He doesn't want to feel too soppy, too overwhelmed by her, but there's no way for him to ignore the way that he feels when her eyes lift to look at him. She's beautiful, and Aki doesn't think he says it enough.
Sitting, he starts to eat his own meal before he glances up at her, lips twitching into a little smile. ]
It's just seasonal vegetables, but I'm glad you're enjoying it.
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[ She'd like to be, if only to be able to pay him back sometimes. She daydreams occasionally about being the kind of girl who can send the guy she likes off to work with a cute bento but uh, that's a privilege reserved strictly for girls who can actually cook edible food.
It'd be fun to learn and try surprising him, though. She can't exactly ask any of the girls in B-Komachi for help but maybe if Miyako turns out to be decent at cooking, then ... ]
Maybe one of these days you can teach me. Or I can try and learn, at least! When I set my mind on figuring something out, I can usually just about manage!
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[ And he does mean that, earnestly; he could make her a proper three course meal, and leave her with more bentos in the fridge to take with her when she does her work each day, but he resists. It's a lot of effort, for one, and he doesn't always have the kind of time it would need. When you're risking your life daily things like in depth dinners should be more common, but...
He glances at his wounded hands and shakes his head.
Looking back over at her, he feels how full his heart is at the sight of her. ]
I'll teach you to make this on your need weekend off.
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[ Her free hand sneaks over the table to touch his, her fingers tracing the ridge of the band aid as it sits on his skin. She knows she should be grateful that these are the only injuries he's come home with when his work is so dangerous but it still makes her stomach feel watery to think that Aki's at such risk of getting hurt full stop when he's out of her sight. Sometimes she daydreams about going full diva and demanding to have him as her 24/7 bodyguard, just to make sure he's safe but... even if she could talk her way into that, she has no idea if it's what Aki wants.
So she'll just have to support him every other way that she can. ]
I'll have to make sure I get some practice in with the kitchen knives, or we'll end up matching. [ She's not as bad with them as she was once upon a time, but there have been an admittedly shameful number of kitchen knife incidents for a woman in her twenties who really should have a handle on them by now. ] That's usually not what people are talking about when it comes to matching couple accessories.
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[ It's a simple thing as far as Aki is concerned - as if he ever asks for days off himself. Often, it's Makima who is recommending that he take a long weekend, or that he takes some time for himself. It's not long until he'll have to visit home, too, and the reminder of visiting his family shrine makes something uncomfortable settle in his gut. Would Ai be able to come with him, or will she be working?
Does he want her to come with him, to see him at his worst rather than his best?
He jumps at the touch to his hand, lifting his head to look over at her. His fingers slide between hers gently, and his expressions settles back into that gentle, warm concern, his affection for her undeniable. ]
I won't let you hurt yourself. I'll teach you properly. [ Using a kitchen knife isn't that bad, he doesn't think. She can't go around getting her fingers cut anyway, since it would interfere with her work too much. Shaking his head, he takes a bite of his dinner before he speaks; ]
We could get phone charms.
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Ai beams at him and her fingers curl into his so she can squeeze his hand. Aki's too cute, especially when he's soft like this. She really likes it. ]
Phone charms, huh...! You know what, I'm all in. Can I pick one out for us?
[ She gives him a cheeky little grin, the kind that always spells trouble. ]
Oh, but if it's too cute, then will you get teased? Heehee. I promise I'll choose carefully.
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[ Denji might complain - mostly out of jealousy, he thinks - and Power might make some comments about it not being cute enough, but he doesn't care. The idea of having something to share with Ai, to think about when they're not together, or when he's on a mission... It makes him feel better about the awkwardness of his life and the dangers that he faces on a day to day basis.
Squeezing her hand back, he huffs softly. ]
You can pick them. I trust you.
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[ She's kidding. And she's already got a pair in mind — she'd spotted a pair in matching colours while window shopping for a shoot a few weeks back and she remembers the store. So if she sneaks back there next time she's in town, she should be able to surprise him with it...
She's got two plans of attack decided on today, it seems. She scoops up her last mouthful of food and pulls her hand back from his solely so she can press hers together with an enthused: ]
Thanks for dinner...! Seriously, that was exactly what I needed after today. [ And before he can protest, she starts busily getting her dishes together. ] Here — why don't you leave the dishes to me for now so you can get into the bath sooner?
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[ If Makima sees then he'll have to be more careful, but otherwise it'll be a perfectly fine option. Work might know about his relationship if only because Ai might end up being his next of kin, but that doesn't mean he's prepared for her to have to deal with everything when it comes to his job.
Lifting his head, he frowns a little as she starts to gather things. ]
If you don't mind... I'm happy to help you with the washing up as well.
[ A true house husband. ]
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[ See? Flawless argument. ]
Besides, if you hop in the bath now, I can come in just in time to wash your hair and your back. [ Wink! She is taking No Prisoners. ] So go ahead and relax!
[ And before he can protest any further, she starts busily carrying everything away. Case closed!!! ]
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[ He probably was, actually, and he's a little sour about being so utterly read, but he relents. If Ai wants to do this, then he can let her, and that means he can sink into a bath much sooner.
Lifting his body slowly, he sighs and starts to head to the bathroom. He pauses then, just for a moment, before he turns back to call out to her. ]
Can you bring fresh bandages from the kitchen, please?
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Fresh bandages...! [ She calls that over her shoulder as she makes her way to the kitchen. ] Yup, I'll bring the whole pack.
[ And off she goes to clean. There's not too much to do, really — Aki's alarmingly efficient when it comes to cooking and she has a sneaking suspicion that he tidies a little as he goes because there's definitely less mess than there would be if she'd been the one cooking... or uh, actually, does that just say something kind of damning about her in comparison to Aki...?!
Well, it's fine either way. She's done with the dishes before too long and as promised, she grabs a pack of bandages and makes her way over to the bathroom. She stops just long enough in the entrance to change out of her clothes and tie her hair back before squeaking open the door to the bath just enough to call through. ]
Aki ♪ [ Ah. When she singsongs his name like that, it usually means mischief's afoot. ] Is there still room for me?
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Thank you.
[ Aki runs the bath quietly, letting the water go in too hot so it'll be cool by the time Ai can come and join him. He doesn't bother with any soap or anything like that, wanting to be the one to clean her when she gets here - and that's more than enough for him for now. It's easy, then, to turn around and strip off his suit, to hang up the jacket on the door outside, fold the others and place them in the laundry.
When Ai comes in, he's stretched out in the tub, one of the few luxuries that he clings to. His hair is down, and when he turns he looks at her with a soft, fond smile on his face. ]
There's always room for you, Ai. Come on.
[ Reaching out, he offers his hand towards her and the door. ]
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Looking pleased as punch, Ai makes her way over to the bath and takes his hand so she can climb inside without incident. She's lucky her height makes this 'comfortably close' instead of a 'tight squeeze', if nothing else.
Ai settles herself against him as she sinks into the water, her back against his chest and lets out a long, satisfied sigh. ]
Finallyyyy...! I've been looking forward to getting a bath aaaaaaall day... [ Her own definitely wasn't as, uh, trying as Aki's but she's still stiff and sore in so many spots from holding poses and running through choreography over and over. ] Between this and dinner, I'm getting fully recharged!
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This feels right, homey in a way he never imagined he would have, and it thrums through him like an echo of joy and contentment. ]
Hopefully it'll soothe your muscles a little bit.
[ Leaning forward, just a little bit, he tucks his chin over her shoulder and smiles, nuzzling into the warm curve of her neck. ]
Rest for a little while, then I'll wash your hair.
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Aki's tough. So she'll trust that he knows how to handle things. ... to a point. ]
Hmm. Nice try, buster. [ One of her hands rises up out of the water so she can give his cheek a playful poke. ] Didn't I say I was washing yours? And your back, too.
[ Not that she'd mind at all having Aki fuss her like that but she's made up her mind. Tonight's the night Aki gets spoiled for a change!! ]
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His voice is softer, quiet as he speaks to her, filled with a fondness he can't describe. ]
That's true, but can't I do yours after? We can put more warm water in so it's comfortable.
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[ Said with a biiiiiig dramatic sigh as if she's the one doing Aki a favour here... but truth be told, she's looking forward to it. She'll probably get a lecture from the makeup artist next time she's in work about drying out her skin with long baths (not that Ai has any idea how she can tell) but it'll be more than worth it.
The hand poking his cheek drifts up and gently strokes his bangs back from his face before settling there, her fingers stroking lazy lines through his hair. Anytime she can get Aki to unwind a little is always a success in her book. ]
But right now, you have to let me look after you, okay? [ Her smile turns a little cheeky. ] No buts!
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[ Tilting his head, Aki rests his face against the warm touch of her hand, letting his eyes close. It's gentle and intimate, and would be even if they were fully clothed, with her curled around him. It's rare that he lets his hair down for too long, rare that he can calm down after a day at work without a drink or a cigarette, but she inspires it.
Leaning down, he kisses her gently. ]
Thanks, Ai-chan.
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[ He's already doing a good job of it — when Aki gets cuddly like this, that's when she thinks he's cutest. It's definitely a little selfish of her but part of her is greedily glad that it's a sight only she gets to enjoy, the same way Aki's the only one who gets to see her unvarnished and unpolished. ]
Turn around, okay? [ Before he can pull back, she presses a kiss to the crest of his cheek and then shifts forward herself to give him a little extra room. ] I'll do your hair first, then your back.
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[ Rolling his eyes, Aki allows her to boss him around - he always does - and shifts to turn his body. It's a little awkward to manoeuvre himself in the bath, but since she's the one asking, he'll do it. Ai can get him to do almost anything, and there's no denying the fact that he's mostly happy to do it.
When she's ready, he leans back towards her, closing his eyes. She likes seeing him with his hair down, so this must be fun for her as well, to see him relaxed and at her mercy. ]
Be gentle.
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