Title: Making the Cut
Drabble: #40
Rave's prompt: Razor
Randomly selected pairing: Kouyako
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Notes: I hit myself repeatedly with a boomerang last night, and now I'm covered in bruises. Sucks to be me, eh?
If there's one thing Koushiro has learned by living with Miyako, it's that she complains a lot. Not that Koushiro really minds too much; he's aware that he has to accept Miyako's flaws if he wants to be with her. And he really does want to be with her. It's just that, every now and then, when he's trying to work and she comes bounding in, ranting and raving about something unbelievably trivial, it can get a little irritating.
So far, he thinks he's coped remarkably well. Not once has he lost his temper with her, nor has he made any harsh remarks in regard to anything she's complained about. Perhaps he's been very subtly sarcastic a few times, but she's retorted with something a little less restrained every time in good humour. This, Koushiro believes, means that he hasn't overstepped any unspoken boundaries yet.
As if on cue, Koushiro hears a frustrated screech from the bathroom and begins, quietly and under his breath, counting down from ten. It's always the way. Just after he's reached one, the door to his study is swung open and a fuming Miyako storms into the room. He doesn't turn away from his laptop, but merely raises an eyebrow to ask the question that he knows she'll answer anyway.
And she does. She seethes about how much she hates razors, because she's just cut herself while shaving her legs yet again. It's horrible because she didn't even notice until she saw all the blood. She's seriously considering waxing instead.
Curiosity prompts Koushiro to inspect the damage, and he almost does a double take at the sheer amount of blood which is still gushing from a cut just below Miyako's knee. What on earth was she shaving with, an axe?
Anyone would think so, wouldn't they? She sighs, clearly unhappy about scarring herself again, and wraps her arms around Koushiro's shoulders. He almost returns the embrace before faltering, and requesting that she clean up the blood first.