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- > Ah, long hot showers.
- > A luxury worthy of the gods.
- > It's been a looong day.
- > Work and shopping and cleaning the house.
- > Sweet Zombie Raptor Jesus, the cleaning.
- > Life was much easier when it was just you.
- > You never care if you had to wade through an ocean of mess.
- > But they do. These three girls.
- > Why they're living with you still escapes you.
- > Hell why they haven't been arrested or disappeared into a research lab also escapes you.
- > But it /still/ hasn't happened to that bacon haired girl either, so it probably won't for these three.
- > You are however very sure that it's a good thing the girls aren't actually high school aged.
- > 4 shitty incomes are a lot better than 1.
- > That alone makes cleaning worthwhile.
- > "Anon are you done in there?"
- > Aria's home? Wow you have been in here for ages.
- "I'm getting out now, be less than a minute."
- > And you mean that too.
- > Aria works as a mechanic.
- > She loves cars and it's good money (actually the best money out of all four of you by a pretty big margin).
- > But it's also long hours of hard, grimy work.
- > Nobody in this house denies Aria shower access after work. Nobody.
- > A rapid towel off later and you're out of the bathroom in less than 40 seconds.
- "All yours, Aria. Do you want me to warm up your dinner?"
- > She gives you a tired smile.
- > "Yeah, thanks."
- > You leaver her to it.
- > After a moment the water starts up again.
- > Wrapped up in your warm pajamas and slippers you sit down to read a book.
- > Sure it's not that late, but if you want to wear pajamas in your own home, then you are going to wear them.
- > After a while you hear the water and fan turn off.
- > You lever yourself off the chair and head into the kitchen to start up the microwave.
- > You return to your book.
- > You glance up at the sound of footsteps.
- > Aria comes into the lounge room.
- > She's wrapped up in a slightly too big dressing gown she nicked from you that she insists is hers.
- > Her skin is still a little flushed from the hot water.
- > She's also armed with a hairbrush.
- > Sinking into the couch she starts to slowly work at her long tresses.
- > When the microwave goes off it doesn't look like she's going to be able to get up.
- "I'll get it."
- > As you come back into the room you hear Aria softly grunt in a mix of irritation and pain.
- > A bunch of hair has gotten knotted and isn't coming undone.
- > You slide the gently steaming bowl onto the coffee table in front of her and present one open hand, palm up.
- "Give me the brush and you get to eating."
- > She gives you an 'No. 3 Aria Look, TM'
- > The 'This is a new level of stupid from you.' look.
- > You just twitch the fingers of your open hand at the hair brush.
- > With an eye roll she hands off the brush and grabs her dinner.
- > Food begins to disappear rapidly.
- > You start at the bottom and slowly work your way up.
- > Sure she already did the lower areas but her hair is like liquid silk.
- > You take your time making sure not to let any knots form as her hair dries.
- > With so much hair to brush you're only two thirds done by the time Aria finishes devouring her food.
- > "Hold up a sec"
- > Rather than the expected request for the return of the brush, Aria shifts her green and purple locks to one side and leans back against you.
- > Even with only the upper portions remaining it's awkward brushing like this.
- > Still you're not complaining.
- > Soon enough it's done.
- > You place the brush next to the now empty bowl.
- "All done, Aria."
- > The only response is slow, soft breathing.
- > She actually dozed off on top of you.
- > If she's really that tired, you shouldn't wake her.
- > Reaching as best you can, you grab the quilt off on the couch and wrap it around you both.
- > Aria shifts herself further backwards giving you a face full of vaguely fruity smelling hair.
- > It might just be the aftermath of the shower but Aria is seriously warm.
- > Deciding to let her nap, you settle yourself.
- > If you need it your book is within arms reach.
- > But for the moment you just close your eyes.
- > You feel so warm. A little stiff, but deliciously warm. And a little weighed down.
- > You hear footsteps and try to open your eyes.
- > Oh, that's bright.
- > With some blinking you focus your eyes and see Adagio standing in the kitchen doorway, smirking at you over a mug of coffee.
- > She quietly slinks out before you can question her.
- > Once she's gone though, you can see sunlight coming through the kitchen door.
- > Oh.
- > Then something very warm and weighty shifts on top of you.
- > Oh.
- > Well that explains the smirk.
- > Your back twinges and you flex a little to alleviate it.
- > The slight movement is enough to disturb Aria and she starts to open her eyes.
- > With slow blinks she focuses in on you.
- > A furious blush races across her face and she whips her face around, away from yours.
- "...do..do you want to get up?"
- > "...no."
- > With a grin Aria can't see you slide your arms around her middle and gently hug her.
- > Aria actually squeaks and tenses up when you move but then relaxes back against you.
- > It's a long time before either of you get up.
- The End.
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