Thinking about demlonzo human!AU - thinking about them living in the same low end apartment complex (owned by a certain you know who), about how they would sneak out to alleyways and the rusted fire escapes to get away from everything for a bit - rain, shine and everything in between; Alonzo lifting up one half of his leather jacket over Demeter's head while it's raining while she lights up her cigarette and keeping it there until she's finished (and you know she matters to him because he's getting his hair wet and he doesn't even care); Demeter bringing food she didn't eat from dinner because she doesn't want to eat alone again - and she's noticed how gaunt her friend's face has gotten; coaxing him with a cheap bottle of wine she saves just for the two of them, sharing it back and forth until it's gone.

Demeter reaching a point where she just wants her hair - which she'd kept long for most of her life but particularly that point in her life for reasons - to be gone; it's too thick and too long and she feels like a stranger when she looks in the mirror; makes her self perception issues even worse than they already are. Alonzo listening thoughtfully when she reveals this to him, staring off the fire escape, and shrugging. He mentions that back when he was a teenager, he apprenticed with a barber after sweeping hair for months, and that he could totally do it for her if she wants though he's not really skilled with women's hair; he can definitely do something in the vein she's looking for and Demeter doesn't care, she just wants it all gone.

Procuring a pair of scissors that are *just* sharp enough not to eat her hair, and cutting it on the floor of his kitchenette; the skills and motions rusty but coming back to him pretty quickly; him getting up close in her personal space to get things as even as he can, joking all the while to try and diffuse the tension in the air and stop himself from thinking too hard about it; the two of them staring at one another when he leans back to survey his handiwork, breath caught, noting how much clearer he can see her eyes - the two of them on that dirty linoleum floor just...waiting for the bubble of silence to ease, Alonzo wanting to tell her what he really wanted to say to her prompting: "Well?" and instead settling for a gruff: "You look good. Not bad, if I do say so myself."

Demeter looking in the mirror at the slightly lopsided, but still clean job - remarkable considering he said he hadn't done it in nearly 10 years - feeling more like herself in the scratches of the mirror than she has in years. She tells him so, he smirks - "Don't let it go to your head".