A/N: Alright, I apologize for my posting hiatus, but I should be back to a regular posting schedule starting with this fic. This oneshot is the result of an ask sent by Moiloru, and takes place after Despair Arc Chapter Three of HIMYM. Please read and review, and enjoy!
The Ultimate Detective and The Ultimate Hope Gaiden: Kyoko's First Hairbrushing!
The loving couple walked back into their room, refreshed and relaxed from their time in the sauna together. Once Makoto closed the door, they sat down on the mattress before they looked at each other and smiled lovingly.
"I'm glad we had this time to relax together, Makoto."
The boy nodded and agreed "Me too, Kyoko. And…for what it's worth, I'm sorry my bad habits made you feel stressed out."
Kyoko squeezed his hand and assured him "Makoto, it's okay. I'm to blame too; I refused to try and work with you to make our arrangements more tolerable."
Makoto nodded, unable to refute her argument but not wanting to vocalize what they both knew to be true. She looked into his eyes, the both of them nearly mesmerized by each other's green and purple pools. Eventually, Kyoko broke away and sighed before she got up and walked to the bathroom. Makoto watched curiously before she returned with a single hairbrush in hand.
"Makoto, I can still see the remorse in your eyes. You still blame yourself to some extent for our quarrel. If you insist on feeling this way…then perhaps we can make it up to each other." Kyoko sat down and handed him the hairbrush as she explained "Makoto…why don't you brush my hair? I'd rather not wake up with bedhead, and you'd be making me feel good. So you'd be making it up to me while I'd be making it up to you by allowing you to brush my hair for the first time. Is this agreeable?"
She wants me to brush her hair? I mean…I'm not exactly opposed to the idea, plus it could be a little fun. Makoto smiled and agreed "…Okay, Kyoko. I'd love to."
Kyoko smiled softly and wordlessly eased herself into his lap, her back pressed against his chest. Makoto gulped nervously as he lifted the brush to her scalp and gently pulled down. Kyoko hummed in pleasure and closed her eyes as she felt the bristles gently scratch against her scalp. Makoto lifted the brush away and brought it to a different part of her scalp before he repeated the cycle.
"Makoto…" Kyoko muttered as she felt the gentle massage against her scalp "…Thank you…you're so…so gentle…"
Makoto smiled as he felt the implicit trust Kyoko felt towards him from the way she relaxed into him. He wrapped an arm around her waist for support as he continued to brush her hair. Kyoko smiled as she began to feel drowsy from the brush's gently ministrations.
"Ma…Makoto…I love you…" She sighed before she finally surrendered to slumber under Makoto's protection.
Makoto smiled lovingly at his girlfriend as he felt her slump against him. He gently tossed the brush into the corner before he wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her until they were lying down in a spooning position. Kyoko moaned softly as Makoto nuzzled his nose against her shoulder. Once he settled his head in the crook of her neck and closed his eyes, the scent of lavender lulled him into slumber.
"Good night, Kyoko…I love you too…" He mumbled in his last moments of consciousness.