Akimitsu quietly shut the door to Dominic's rather small apartment behind him as he entered, carrying a box of various cleaning supplies in his arms. He had obtained them through...slightly questionable means, but there was no doubt that they were needed and given the current state of the boy's home it was unlikely he already possessed any. It had been quite a shock for the demon when he had carried Dominic inside and discovered the horrific mess within, but his priority then had been his master's health so he had simply put Dominic to bed and cleared a small space on the floor to sit next to him, waiting for him to awake. After a while, when it had seemed he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon and the mess was beginning to become too much to bear, Akimitsu had snuck out in search of something to clean with. Judging by the sudden shout just a moment after he entered the apartment it seemed his master had finally awoken.
Dropping the box in his haste Akimitsu sprang into action, fearing some sort of attacker may have entered the apartment whilst he was away. Fearing for his master's safety, the demon found himself both slightly irritated and amused by the site of Dominic standing shirtless in front of his mirror. "...yes, little ma- Dominic?" He corrected himself, cocking one eyebrow and just barely suppressing a smirk. "Is there something you required my immediate attention for...? Forgive me for leaving your side without asking your permission but it seemed no orders were forthcoming and as..." He paused, searching for the right word, "Cosy as your home may be, you can't deny that it would not suffer from an attempt to clean it..."