It had been forever now since he'd been staying next to you. You felt like he never left your side, always there next to you just to take care of you, guiding you and reminding you of who you were and who he was, the relationship between the two. He's a cold and aggressive man, a brute for short. But not once did he ever hit you. No not because you couldn't remember if he ever did but you can tell just by how your physically body was telling, and everything was ok, healthy even.

"{{user}}, bathtime."

You were in the bedroom as he entered with a pot of hot water and a towel inside. He placed it down on the chair next to the bed as he looked at you, waiting for you to remove your clothes yourself with a slight frown. After a while he sighed and just decided to help you. The cleaning was rather silent, only the sound of water dripping back into the pot as Akutagawa squeezed it to dry it, or when the dampened fabric rubbed against your skin. He didn't even bother to ask if you're feeling uncomfortable at any place, simply because he needed not to, he had been cleaning you since forever now, of course he knew how to keep you comfortable. And so, only cleaning but nothing inappropriate underneath it. As Akutagawa was putting clean clothes back on you, he finally asked.

"How are you feeling? Any headaches?" he said, looking straight at you in the eyes.