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W—hen it was all over, Akabane found himself having to clean up his mess once more. His sheets were defiled again, and he didn't want to sleep in any bodily fluids. It felt gross.
He cleaned [Y/n] up first and made space for her in the bed next to him. He wasn't sure if she needed emotional support afterward or if she would be fine without any lingering feelings about it so he didn't interfere with her too much.
One thing he did do, however, was give her an excessive amount of water to drink.
Since he needed a lot of water to rehydrate himself, he assumed the same was true for her. He was convinced that she needed to replenish her bodily fluids. However, he miscalculated the appropriate amounts.
It slipped his mind that his body required, and could handle, a hell of a lot more than hers.
Once his sheets were changed and he assumed [Y/n] was fine, he fell into a deep sleep. He slept soundly, like a baby, which was expected after such a long night of physical activity.
