Akashi didn’t move to push the other’s hand away, instead he just laid there, doing his best to relax his tense muscles – the pain still rippling through his body. “I can imagine… I had some bandages with me, but even I believe I have done quite a messy job of patching myself up,” he muttered, not taking usual offense to the words.
He nodded, taking count of the injuries before helping Akashi sit up. Takao had the urge to go out and beat up whoever dared to inflict so much damage on the captain, but that was pointless. What he could do now was... The brunet held out a hand. "Well, hand them over. I'm pretty good at bandaging people up."
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