@dovji​ ,   [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
there was  not  a whole lot that ibaraki was capable of doing on his own with his  long  mess of hair. only having  one arm  made sure that the rest of his life was an  absolute pain to handle. it wasn’t  just  his hair -- it was  everything.  it was shocking that shuten was even willing to put up with him this long. not  only had he failed to protect him in the past,  it had ended up with him  crippled,  no fix to that issue in  sight. if he had an easy way to regenerate it, he  would  have -- though unlike his  friend,  he didn’t have an easy way of being healed. usually, he was the one that would have to suffer through all of his issues; depending on how much trouble that he got himself into.Â
sitting patiently in front of him, he could feel the light  tugging  on his hair as he braided it, usually in small parts. more often than not,  he would  pester  him to pull it up, that way it wasn’t all over the place. while he did have  very pretty  hair, it was  long  and unruly -- with how thick it was, it was awful difficult to pull up correctly. thankfully, shuten was  used  to his own hair, even if ibaraki’s was  definitely  on the fluffier side. his horns often got in the way too, which he would certainly  hear about it if he bumped one of them.  turning his head some, he tried to  catch  a look at shuten’s expression.  he was  never  too sure whether or not this was something that he enjoyed, or if it was just something that he considered a  nuisance. most things that involved him seemed to annoy the other a great deal --  he was  hoping  that maybe just  this  was something calming to him. there had been  rare  times where he didn’t have to ask for it,  he would just come over and start toying with it himself.  his hair was  incredibly soft, despite the fact that he was not so careful when it came to caring for it. when you lived in the mountains,  the closest that they had to showers was  natural  water sources. Â
instead of  asking  him how he was feeling about it, ibaraki leaned back a little more into his hands, hoping that he would at least give him some kind of reassurance. he was  much  more like a  dog  than he liked to admit -- especially when it came to shuten.Â












