Hashirama walked up behind his brother and ruffled his fur collar. "Tobirama, I think it's cute how much you pick on Ren because you like her~"
"I don’t—-" He sighed. Tobirama knew better than to go up against Hashirama when he has something in his head. "Have you even looked at yourself with Mito? You’re one to talk." Yes, change the subject to him.
"No, because I can’t look at myself, unless I used a clone but… That would be an odd thing to do," He moved around and grabbed his brother’s cheeks, squishing them some. "Don’t be shy about your feelings, it’s adorable! So I’m going to ask, when are you going to give her the Senju surname hmm?"
Tobirama resisted the urge to roll his eyes when his brother replied to his question. He forgot sarcasm is not a part of Hashirama's vocabulary. "Brother, I'm not a kid anymore..." He casually took his hands and pulled them down and away from his face. However, a furious blush crept up the Senju's cheeks. "Wha--- Hashirama...! You're sputtering nonsense."














