Noticing the male working, Akito walked into the room in silence. Although, Hatori always knew when Akito was going to throw a sneak attack behind him. However, she wasn't here to cause any problems. Instead, she stood behind the dragon. Pulling his head back to face her, the bangs that hid that one bad eye fell to the side. Akito's lips gently pressed against the eye, the one that she had hurt all those years ago. "Morning. I'm hungry, come eat with me." The God spoke quietly, before she left the dragon's room.
It wasn't that he didn't hear her enter his office, slinking in with effortless ease due to her size- not graceful ability. He didn't even spare a glance towards her; it was 7 AM, the doctor was still hardly awake. In fact, he was just going through the motions and scribbling notes down in his itinerary, mindlessly scratching down what the day held for his miserable little life. He gave only the slightest flinch when her tiny, delicate hands wrapped around his head, tilting it backwards. He complied, not looking to be struck so early in the morning.
To his surprise, it was not a fist that met his bad eye, in fact, it was a gentle kiss. A clear display of affection. Just as quickly as she'd been kind, that facade fell as she lazily turned and sauntered out of his office as if she hadn't just kissed the very injury that was the sole rift between them. It was an almost sweet gesture, but one that unsettled him all the same. Clearing his throat, he rose to his feet and silently followed behind her; she'd given the order, he would obey without question. The doctor padded quietly down the hall behind her, slipping his hand into his pocket, and it wasn't until the bustling maids had cleared out of the hallway that he made his move.
Creeping up behind her, Hatori carefully reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close for just a moment. It was a hug. Nothing more, nothing less. Just a small show of affection, one he so often didn't allow himself to partake in, and that wasn't just because of the curse. Akito was one of the few females he could hold like this without… Well… Sighing softly, he let his chin rest on the top of her head as he closed his eyes. "Good morning, Akito. What do you want me to tell the maids to prepare for you this morning?"