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👒 – brushing their hair
It took a lot of convincing to get to this point. Had Akechi not been embarrassed beyond belief at the thought of Akira having to get in the shower and bathe Akechi himself, then it would have very well been all Akira’s doing. The ex-detective would have gone back to lie on the couch with wet hair had Akira not pulled him over to at least brush it.
Akechi’s hands grip the seat as if he’s going to come undone should he let go. How the mighty fall; at one time, keeping up his appearances was high on his priority list, especially his hair. And here he is now, having to be forced to shower, have someone else brush his locks that he doesn’t even care to lift a finger for anymore. Normally, he would fight it. Tell Akira to fuck off and that he can handle himself. He doesn’t need Akira.
But he wouldn’t be here without him.
“…Feels…nice. Just don’t pull too hard.” He can’t utter a ‘thank you’; it still seems like admitting defeat even though he knows he’s lost long ago, if even that. It counts for something, surely. Never did he imagine he would be allowing anyone to brush his hair, too caught in his own sadness to take reigns of his life.
Not that it was ever his to begin with.
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