oob log: Kippei and Shinji

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Kippei studied himself in the mirror as he shook water off his hands, and dried them absently. An was right, his hair was a bit... shaggy. He ran a hand through it, and decided that didn't help a great deal. He'd brushed it already, but that never seemed to last very long. Hmm.

He tried braiding it, made a face, and took it out again. He'd tried pulling it back a few times lately, in a simple tail at the base of his neck, and that worked well enough, but it was kind of... boring.

"Hey Shinji," he called. He wasn't even sure Shinji was up yet; he'd still been in bed when Kippei had entered the bathroom. "C'mere."

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Shinji blearily sat up and glared at the door leading to the bathroom. What the hell was that fool doing up already, and more importantly why the hell was he waking him up? Disgruntled, but awake now, Shinji crawled off the edge of the bed and wandered sleepily to the doorway, peeking around and frowning. How come Kippei had pants on already? The least he could have done was give him something to ogle.

"Mmm?"

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"Do you think my hair needs trimming?" Kippei asked him, keeping a straight face, but his eyes were laughing. He was almost certain that Shinji was not going to let a scissors anywhere near his hair, but he had to ask.

"It's getting pretty long. You want to clean it up for me?" he asked seriously.

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Okay, he was awake now. Shinji stared at it. Hmm...it did need a trim, it had split ends and it was a bit uneven in places...But that did not mean Shinji wanted scissors anywhere near it. He shrugged, as if he didn't care, and yawned.

"You cut yours, I cut mine." That was the deal.

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Kippei frowned slightly and ran his hand through it again, rather ineffectually. Yeah, that was the deal, and the deal kind of sucked. At least, it was nice to know that he could keep Shinji from cutting his hair by simply never cutting his own. But he thought that really long hair looked better on Shinji, and his own was better kept at shoulder length or something like that. Still, he wasn't going to risk Shinji cutting any length of his hair. There might be an accident.

"Well, what do you think I should do with it then? It looks silly if I braid it like yours."

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Shinji frowned because that was sort of true. But he didn't want Kippei's hair to get shorter...He idly picked up his own and stared at the ends. They were pretty bad actually...he hadnt had a hair cut in forever. Since Kippei trimmed it last time.

"I'll fix yours...but the deal sticks. Trim the split ends off mine too."

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Kippei turned and eyed him speculatively, debating that. Yeah, Shinji's could use a trim too, but he felt just as reluctant to do that as Shinji apparently did with his.

"Okay," he said at last, a bit hesitantly. He glanced back at the mirror. "I should just get dreads," he muttered.

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Shinji blinked and stared. Didn't they look weird and dirty? But Kippei wasnt a feral and would wash his hair and he wouldn't need to cut it anymore...Shinji cocked his head to the side and imagined what it would look like. Hmm...

"Why don't you?" I could play with them.

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Kippei shrugged. "I dunno... you think I should? It might look as weird as a braid," he pointed out. "I'd do it if I knew what it was going to look like. Then I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore." The nice thing about having short hair had been never having to think about it.

He looked back at Shinji. "I don't want to trim yours," he admitted. Which was probably silly because it did need it, but still. He didn't want to.

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He knew Kippei didnt want to trim it; they'd had that argument before. Shinji wandered in and playfully swiped Kippei on the arm with a fistful of long hair. It was really long now...he hadn't cut it for two years and he was rather proud of himself for it. He reached up to wind his fingers in Kippei's long hair.

"I dunno...I wouldnt be able to do this with dreads..but it might look good. Go to one of those salon places and get them to show you digitally what it would look like on you. But not right now, because right now you're getting the scissors and cutting my ends."

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Kippei looked stubborn. "If I'm cutting yours, you're cutting mine. And just the ends!" he insisted. Hell no was he cutting anything more than that. He hoped.

"Do we have to do it now?" he grumbled, stalling. "We can do it later and... have time to get ready." Not that getting ready took any longer than finding a pair of scissors, but... getting himself ready to do it, that was another thing entirely.

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Shinji just stared at Kippei. Get ready? God, he was a sentimental fool sometimes. Okay...all the time. Whatever. Shinji glared at him and reached out for the draw, yanking it open and pulling out the scissors. He grabbed Kippei's hand and put the scissors in his palm.

"It's just the ends. You control it. Now stop being an idiot."

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Kippei was still frowning, and he turned the scissors over and over in his hands, beginning to regret having started this.

"'Mnot being an idiot," he muttered. Maybe he was, but Shinji didn't have to say that. And it felt serious to him. He was going to be cutting Shinji's hair. With scissors, sharp shiny blades hacking at something he loved and it was like thinking about cutting himself somewhere that it would hurt, and wow that was a bad train of thought and he was so not going there right now. Shinji was right, he was an idiot.

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Shinji watched Kippei carefully, and sighed when he realised this might take a bit of persuasion. Really, Kippei was way too attached to his hair...especially his split ends; Shinji didn't like those at all! He took the scissors back and led Kippei over to the toilet, closing the lid and pushing him down to sit on it.

"I'm only cleaning it up...its staying log, got it?"

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"Mmmm," Kippei answered, neither yes or no. He knew that. He did. But accidents happened, and if it was his hands on the scissors when it did, well... that would be extremely bad. Idiot. Yes, okay, stupid to be so attached to Shinji's hair, but he loved it the way it was, and he wanted it to stay that way and he sure as hell didn't want to be responsible for shortening it in any amount. Neither did he want to let anyone else do it, however. If it had to be done, he wanted to do it himself.

He squeezed his eyes shut, taking a deep breath, and held out his hand. "Okay. Give it here," he said grimly, "and turn around." There was a small wastebasket beside him and he grabbed that too, setting it between his legs and waiting for Shinji to turn.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Taking scissors to Shinji's hair was like stabbing himself with a knife. But people stabbed themselves all the time and a lot of them even lived through it. He could do this. Really.

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Shinji had been going to do Kippei's first, to get him to relax a bit, but if Kippei wanted to do it the other way Shinji sure as hell wasn't going to complain; that way Kippei couldn't whimp out on the deal after Shinji had cut his hair. He turned slowly and stared at the ground, a little nervous. Kippei had done this before and hardly cut anything off but ...accidents happen.

"Only the ends!"

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"Yeah," Kippei breathed, concentrating as he reached out and took hold of Shinji's hair, gathering it together and smoothing it out. "Only the ends." Don't close your eyes, stupid, the last thing you want to do is cut with your eyes closed--but he didn't want to watch, either.

He took a deep breath and raised the scissors, and slowly, carefully, made the first cut, watching as the little bits of hair rained down into the wastebasket. Trash. He was trashing Shinji's hair. Oh god.

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The soft whistle of the scissors made Shinji flinch and he clenched his eyes shut, not wanting to look down and see little bits of his hair falling into the bin. Oh god, he shouldn't hate this so much, but he did because it had been so long since this happened and Kippei hated it and it was making Shinji nervous as hell. How long could this take anyway? Maybe he should have asked An-chan to clean it up and not told Kippei...oh god, oh god oh god.

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Kippei could feel how tense and nervous Shinji was, and oddly that made him feel better. Shinji needed him to keep it together and do this right, so he would.

"Shhh, it's okay," he murmured, brow furrowed in concentration as he made another cut. Just don't think about what he was doing, focus on doing it right. "It'll be okay." Somehow, calming Shinji down was helping him keep a grip. Good, because he'd been afraid his hands were going to start shaking and that would have been very bad.

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Snip, snip, snip. Shinji didnt open his eyes once, reaching out blindly until he found Kippei's knee, pushing his fingers hard into it and then slacking off a little, not wanting to distract Kippei. He felt like a little kid getting his first hair cut...his mother always cut his hair then...oh geez that wasn't helping at all! Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

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Kippei kept murmuring soothingly as he cut, one hand brushing reassuringly on Shinji's shoulder every time he paused to smooth out the strands and make sure he was still cutting straight. He was trying to hurry a little but not wanting to go too fast, both out of reluctance and because he was going to hate himself if he made a mistake.

"Almost done," he said finally, lining up the ends for one last inspection, checking for evenness and smoothness and making sure he'd gotten everything. He was carefully not looking at the discarded heap of fine bluish black hair in the trash.

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The brushes on his shoulder helped Shinji relax enough to stand still through it, but as soon as he felt Kippei checking it and heard him sigh, Shinji spun and snatched the scissors and tossed them away for a minute, straddling Kippei and wrapping his arms tight around him, leaning in close for a hot, relief filled kiss.

"No split ends?"

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Kippei chuckled, relaxing himself as he settled his arms around Shinji's waist and kissed him back.

"Not anymore," he confirmed, smiling faintly, feeling rather relieved himself. As if he just won a tough tennis match or something equally draining. Good, but relieved. He did it. And he hadn't killed himself or Shinji, not that he really thought you could kill anyone with a simple haircut, but it had felt possible, for a few minutes there.

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"Mmm...good...now you can play with it all you want again...after I clean up yours...turn around and straddle the toilet..." Okay, that sounded really odd. Shinji his his embarassment by going to get the scissors he had discarded. Time to clean up the dark mess that was currently on Kippei's head. Maybe he should give him Akira's haircut...nah, that would look funny. Just a trim.

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Kippei sighed and did as he was told, turning around so Shinji could trim his hair. He hadn't expected this part to bother him as much, but he still felt tense waiting for Shinji to start. He stared down at his arms folded across the top of the toilet tank and held as still as he possibly could. Waiting. He didn't know why he was nervous, it wasn't like he didn't trust Shinji to do it right, but for some reason his skin was prickling with unease.

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Kippei was nervous and it was damn cute. Shinji leant down and kissed the back of his neck while he threaded his hands through the dark hair, getting it straight and ready to cut. He made sure he knew what needed to be done and then carefully cut the ends. One side needed to be cut more than the other; it must grow faster...odd. Shinji evended up the two sides and then went hunting for any split ends he had missed, snipping them quickly until Kippei's hair was neat and tidy and still blissfully long. Shinji dropped the scissors in the bin and wrapped his arms tight around Kippei's shoulders, nuzzling against his neck.

"All better."

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Kippei let out a long sigh as he relaxed, his head falling forward onto his chest even as he leaned back into Shinji's embrace. All done, relatively quickly and it hadn't hurt except for the part where his muscles might be sore later from the tension.

"Thanks," he told Shinji, tipping his head back to rest it on Shinji's shoulder and smiling mostly in relief. "Sorry," he added, feeling the need to explain the reason for the sudden trauma. "An-chan was looking at it and she said it needed it. I told her I would have to ask you first." And she'd said he was whipped, but he didn't need to tell Shinji that.

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Shinji blinked for a moment, then burst out laughing. Damn, and he had been tempted to ask An-chan too, but it was so damn cool that Kippei had turned her down and asked him and god, he was so damn adorable! Shinji hugged him fiercely and sucked hard on his throat until a dark mark bloomed and then kissed everywhere he could.

"You. Are So. Damned. Cute."

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Kippei laughed, a bit embarrassed, and he almost wanted to tell Shinji to cut it out like Akira would have. But he didn't, because he liked it and it felt good and really the only thing he wanted to protest was the cute part.

"I'm not cute," he insisted, shifting and turning around again to face Shinji. "You are." He linked his arms around Shinji's waist and kissed him hard, saying thank you. "You are gorgeous and sexy and I love your hair." He could feel it brushing his hands and arms as it fell down Shinji's back, and god, yes, it was sexy.

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"Mmm... you dragged me out of bed for trauma. You owe me. I think you should come back to bed with me." That would be damn good...Mmm, but kissing Kippei was good, even if they were on the toilet. And Kippei so was cute. There was proof, on the bedroom wall.

His hands tangled again in Kippei's hair while he tried not to get morning wood, but it was damn hard when someone was being a cute tease

"You're cruel in the morning, Buchou."

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Shinji made a good case, a very good case. Trauma deserved a bit of recuperation time. Kippei was too busy kissing him again to answer, but he got up anyway and pushed Shinji backward, still kissing, his fingers tangling automatically in the fall of Shinji's hair as it swept across the backs of his hands.

Yes, yes, yes, going back to bed now, absolutely. "I'll make it up to you, I promise," he whispered, his lips curling in a slow, dark smile as he tugged Shinji back to bed with him.

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Shinji didn't hesitate a second, the lure of nice warm snuggly bed and hot sexy Kippei unquestionably the best thing ever...well, except for the absence of a running fool, but he would come home soon too. Shinji tumbled them both onto the bed and just kept kissing, thrilled that Kippei was coming too. He buried his hands in Kippei's split-end free hair and grinned. Hell yeah.

"You always make it up to me."