chapter 2- chop chop.

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The house was messy. Aki stepped into the doorway and took off his shoes. the shoes were scattered. There sat Angel, at his kitchen table, slicing holes in his shirts. Or should i say aki's shirts. Aki gasped and ran towards him. "What-- What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse and he said it with gasps. "Fixing some things." Angel said politely. Aki's mouth was a gaping hole of shock. "Denji and Power wear your clothes. I should too. And i need holes for my wings." He concentrated. Aki's expression softened. "That's fine." Aki sighed. Aki didnt notice at first, but angels hair was in a sloppy bun. Aki poked it. Angels' head and shoulders spun around. "And what do you think youre doing?" Angel asked with his eyebrow lifted. "Do you even look in the mirror when you do your hair?" Aki smiled. Angel rested his hand on his chest with his jaw hanging low, in a fake offended way. "Well excuse me." He turned back to his chopping. Aki let out a grumble and walked to angels bathroom, and snatched a hairbrush and white scrunchie. Angel didnt look up at him, he was too busy. But he felt his hair fall from its place, and shivered as his hair fell to his back. He whipped around seriously this time. "Aki. What. Are. You. Doing." Aki paused. "Taming the beast."

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