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Date: 2023-07-17 02:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-17 02:44 am (UTC)...eight. [More like ten, to be honest. But he's not going to admit that. He can take this.]
I got the wound treated already. Chuuya-san is pretty handy at these things. I just need-- [pause. his voice is so quiet as he keeps pressing on his side. It feels so hot and wet.] a shower. Or something.
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:01 am (UTC)Let me try something. [He closes his eyes, leaving one hand on Akechi's knee and bringing the other to his face in a familiar motion. He swipes his hand across his eyes, leaves his hand there, and then swipes a few more times before he opens them, not quite looking at Goro for a moment.] Sarasvati. [He closes his eyes again, mumbling a healing spell and letting it bathe Goro in a figurative glowing green.]
[It's not obvious how stressed he is, but hooboy this is more than ample emotional duress for Persona usage. Looking slightly worn when he next opens his eyes, he looks up to meet Goro's.] Did that do anything? [He doesn't expect Diarahan to completely heal a bullet wound, by any means.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 10:43 am (UTC)The healing spell lifts worst of the pain. No longer is he engulfed in the hot, shearing pain and the color slowly returns to his face. His breathing is still heavy and ragged but at least it doesn't feel like he's about to die with each breath.
Akechi sits still for a half of a beat, before he leans forward -- quietly wincing at the dull ache as the skin around his wound is pulled, and buries his face in Akira's hair.]
Thank you. [His voice is barely louder than a whisper.
And now that his world is not painted by the agonizing pain he can turn his attention to Akira. He can't see his face from this angle but he observes his partner's body language, reading into the way his shoulders are hunched and the stress within his frame. He and Kotone had came up with a hypothesis about the nature of their powers here. One would need to put themselves in great danger for their Persona to manifest. So, to think that Akira was able to reach his here...
Yeah, the thought makes him want to laugh but all he can muster is an amused huff in his hair.] It's fine, Akira.
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Date: 2023-07-17 12:58 pm (UTC)[He chews over a few things to say, and ultimately doesn't settle on any of them, just making a soft sound of general disagreement.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 01:14 pm (UTC)He allows them to stay there in the position for a moment, breathing in Akira's scent and waiting for the lash of anger that just doesn't come. Eventually the pressure around the wound becomes too much and Akechi has to withdraw.]
I need to clean up. Help me?
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Date: 2023-07-17 01:19 pm (UTC)["It's not fine at all."]
[His eyes get hot despite being closed, and he scrunches them closed tighter as Akechi sits up. Releasing his hips, Akira sits back on his haunches and nods. He doesn't dare look back up at him yet, instead standing and dusting off his pants needlessly. He struggles for a moment, starting to walk away and stopping at least three times before he manages to unstick his mouth long enough to actually talk.] Bath or shower?
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Date: 2023-07-17 01:36 pm (UTC)A soft sigh escapes from him when Akira moves, both relieved and and pained. ]
..Bath. [he agrees eventually. Anything to keep him from standing.
Then, with trembling fingers he begins to unbutton his shirt, starting from collar and clumsily moving down.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 01:40 pm (UTC)[He reaches out, telegraphing the motion and stopping just short of actually touching him.] Stop, I'll help you. Let me run the bath.
[A beat, and he sinks back into a crouch, not sitting down fully so he can get up easier.] ...please. [He needs to help him with this. He needs Goro to understand that-- he's not okay, he's freaked the fuck out by once again being force-fed the mortality of everyone he cares about, but since Akechi is okay, in a manner of speaking, he needs permission to help him recover. To be a part of seeing him heal.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 02:24 pm (UTC)A failure.
He doesn't want to meet Akira's stressed gaze.[
No. [He swats the air clumsily.] I told it's fine. I can do this.
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Date: 2023-07-17 02:43 pm (UTC)[They don't have any towels that aren't white. They're going to stain. At least they're probably both pretty good at cleaning blood stains.]
[It takes about a total of five minutes for the tub to fill once the water is warm-- warm, but not hot, it's going to sting regardless. It's a small tub, so he'll have to be a little scrunched, but as long as he's submerged it should be soothing enough. It'll loosen any dried blood and help relax cramped muscles, and Goro probably wants to wash his hair. Akira rummages through the cabinet where Goro's fancy products are kept, puts a few choices in the corner of the lip of the tub, and picks his glasses back up, putting them back on his face before he steps back out into the hallway.]
[He doesn't actually come up with anything to say, just makes a soft hum of sound and tosses his head toward the bathroom door.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:10 pm (UTC)But now that his shirt is open there's a clear view to neatly wrapped bandage over his lower torso, covering his entire abdomen. And on the left side, below his ribcage is a hint of red, blooming through the white of the wrapping like a small flower.
Kicking his shoes off violently Akechi looks up at Akira, feeling his chest tightening a little at the sight of glasses. He doesn't say anything.
Instead he extends his arm out, asking for Akira's help to get up.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:19 pm (UTC)[He grits his teeth as his eyes immediately fall on the faint, but still bright bloom of red under his left ribs, flexing his fingers restlessly at his sides until Goro holds his arm out. He follows the motion behind his lenses instead of staring at the bandages, and moves forward to help him, but stops just short of actually touching him, again. He looks from his arm to Akechi's face, just for a moment, trying to work out in his head how to help him with minimal damage to either of them. Without hurting Akechi's pride, without chipping further away at his own damnable fragility over the subject. He clenches his jaw further, so much his temples ache, turning back to his arm and opting to stoop under it and loop it over his shoulders, similarly to how he'd gotten them up the stairs.]
[Words don't even begin to surface as things to be said, at this point.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:39 pm (UTC)Ok. He counts to three in his mind before gently nudging Akira, moving towards their bathroom.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 03:52 pm (UTC)[It takes him a second and a few false starts to speak.] Um. Let me know what to help you with.
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Date: 2023-07-17 04:21 pm (UTC)In a way he appreciates that Akira isn't being pushy here, and instead waits for Akechi to take his time. Swallowing air, he keeps his head lowered, fighting back the sting of humiliation.]
With the rest. [He's still wearing his pants and he honestly would like to avoid moving his lower body as much as possible. Not to mention the bandage.]
Please.
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Date: 2023-07-17 04:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-17 05:16 pm (UTC)He does just as Akira instructs him, leaning forward and using the other's body as a leverage while lifting himself up, so that Akira can slide the rest of the garments off his body.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 05:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-17 06:11 pm (UTC)He let's go of Akira, hands finding their place against the warm porcelain as he nods as an answer.]
What about you? [His voice sounds so coarse, as if there was something stuck on his throat. Then, slowly he raises his gaze to meet Akira's, left hand finding its way to grab the frames of his glasses and pushing them up off his face. Look at him properly.]
You... You don't have to do the bandage. Just give scissors and I'll handle it
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Date: 2023-07-17 06:36 pm (UTC)With how badly you're shaking? You'll cut more than the bandages. Can you stand for a minute?
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Date: 2023-07-17 06:50 pm (UTC)With his whole body shaking and low growl escaping from his chest, Akechi pushes himself up from the tub. He's visibly swaying on his feet -- looking right he'd faint any second.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 06:59 pm (UTC)Can I help you get in, or are you going to scorn me for that, too? [His tone is just... quiet. Impassive. He's so tired of his own reflexive desire to help constantly threatening Goro's reflexive need to be independent, he just... can't argue about it right now.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 07:24 pm (UTC)But oh well, at least the Diarahan Akira casted earlier helped to calm the skin down from around it along with ceasing the any potential bleeding between the stitches, so there's that. Still, despite its gruesome and violent appearance it still doesn't look half as bad as its already healed sibling that's located right next to his heart.
Akechi takes a deep breath as he sits back down again, shaking his head a bit.]
No, you can do that. [he's too tired to fight Akira.]
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Date: 2023-07-17 07:47 pm (UTC)[He steps into his personal bubble and leans into his shoulder, gently tipping him backward with one arm looped behind him to support him, and with the other reaches down to scoop his legs up. Akira doesn't completely lift him, afraid to compress his side, but he pivots him on the lip of the tub until his legs are submerged. From there he leans Goro backward against his chest, looping his arms carefully under him to lower him into the tub.]
Some of your stuff is there, [He gestures to the row of soaps in the corner. He doesn't leave, remembering Goro's vicious reaction to his poorly explained attempt at giving him space on his birthday, but he puts his back to the wall and tries to take up as little space, make as little sound as he can.]