You're Out of Touch, I'm Out of Time

chapter 3- taming the beast

"Dont touch my scalpe." Aki nodded. "You'll die even sooner. I already touched you, remember?" Aki nodded again. Angel turned back around. His hair stood on the back of his neck and his faced had flushed into a bright red. No one had done his hair. No one had even cared to notice it. Everyone was afraid of him. He didn't continue chopping up aki's clothes. He sat there. Still. He had a shock every few minutes or so. Until aki pulled back and studied angel's new bun. Angel didnt want aki to stop. Someone was taking care of him. "Wait, akii.." he whined. He didnt realize what he said until he turned around and kept eye-to-eye with Aki. Aki's face blossomed. I mean it, he was a red, blushing mess. He didnt act embarrassed though. He just stood there, ready to explode. Angel gasped and clamped his hands over his mouth and was at a loss for words. Aki giggled. "Just go put on your suit. We still have to keep professional while we're out." Aki said, his red fading. Aki tried to speak, and stuttered "Um, well, um, maybe we could, uhh, um, what if we just stayed here? I dont want to go out." He looked up at aki from his chair. Aki sighed and agreed. "Alright." Aki walked slowly to the coat rack and took off his blazer. "If we're just hanging out I dont think I need my blazer." He loosened his tie. Angel looked away. A knot tied in his throat. "Do you, uh, need clothes to borrow?" Aki shifted his weight. "Nah, i think im alright. Your clothes probably are meant to fit your wings." Angel let out a muffled aggreement, and stood up to look in the mirror. Aki had done a suprisingly beautiful job. Compared to the knot on his head. He went back to the table and sat. Aki peeked out of the other room.