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“Kohakucchi…can I um…can I…brush your hair?”
“Huh?”
Kohaku stares back at him for a moment, as if he was trying to process what he had just said. They were sitting in Aira’s dorm room, on his bed. They were just talking about various things. Kohaku had noticed that Aira looked preoccupied with something, so he asked. He wasn’t expecting that to be the thing he was thinking about, though.
“W-where is this comin’ from, all of a sudden?” Kohaku asks.
“Oh, umm…I just thought it would be fun…! That’s all! Pleasee, Kohakucchi?” Aira stares at him with pleading eyes. Kohaku sighs. He couldn’t say no to those eyes.
“A-alright, fine…I’ll let ya.”
“Yay! Thank you so much Kohakucchi!” He takes out a hairbrush from his draw. “Turn around..” Kohaku nods and turns around, his back to Aira. Aira reaches forward and touches his hair, starting to brush it carefully. Kohaku closes his eyes and waits for Aira to finish brushing his hair.
After a while, Aira stops brushing and Kohaku feels him place something in his hair before smiling and getting up to grab something from his drawer. “All done! Here…”
Aira walks over and hands the compact mirror to Kohaku. He takes it and looks at his reflection. His hair was soft and neat looking. In his hair was a little hair clip shaped like dango.
“Rabu-han, this is…”
“Oh! Um….I know you don’t usually wear this kinda stuff, but I saw it when I was shopping earlier and it reminded me of you, so…you don’t have to take it if you don’t like it..!” Aira says, blushing.
“No, Rabu-han…I love it. T-thank ya kindly.” He blushes and places the mirror down gently. He turns to face Aira, smiling softly. “How ‘bout I brush yer hair now?”
Aira stares back at him for a moment, as if he was trying to process what he had just said.
“H-huh? R-right, okay!” He smiles, face still bright red.