#sunfaire

nonsexual acts of intimacy 

↪♚: Head scratches

fatigue had been weighing ‘pon takumi’s shoulders for some time; up late TRAINING in the woods as usual. surely ‘twas more practical to remain within the camp grounds, howbeit it lacked privacy. ( he worked to PROVE himself, to show he was worth something &  he still had far to go. if someone were to witness that, witness his mistakes … ‘twould be humiliating. ) 

he was making his way back, the stars sparkling above him. the moonlight was never bright enough to see clearly, &  he found himself stumbling over himself at times. perhaps his own fault—-'twas he who stayed out for so long, after all.

as he neared the camp grounds, his friend &  retainer seemed the last person awake. his eyne were skyward,  fixated 'pon the stars. he watches for a moment, then two, three—-&  then hinata saw him, donning a familiar grin. a hand is held out; his friend gestured for him to sit alongside him. stargazing. hesitation halts him for a moment—–it seemed TRIVIAL. yet he settles next to him; a small smile befalls him &  he leans into him. ivory fingers grasp the other man’s shoulder, then find way to his head, &  he runs them through his tawny hair. in his company, he was comfortable.

         “ I know I’m not very good at this, but--- ” A pause. He is tense, and bites his lip with the hard effort of confession. “ Don’t think for a second that I don’t appreciate you. I should probably say that more. ”

                                                        Once more, a pause.

EVER THINK ABOUT HOW OBORO AND HINATA ARE THE ONLY RETAINERS TO CANONICALLY DIE W/ THEIR LORD

ever think about how if you spare hinata in takumis conquest chapter he gets to watch takumi throw himself off of the tower (:

ever think about how both oboro and hinatas last words were about how much they loved takumi when takumi was already dead

i am the dog

theyre so fluffy oboro have u seen them