#torwu

Second was waiting for the allergy medicine to kick in. It worked for Toru first, so Tomoki sent him upstairs to brush his teeth. He could hear the other rock human moving in the hallway. In the bedroom. When Toru turned to leave the room, Tomoki stood in the doorway. Across his arm, two brand new silk robes. Bottles of shampoo and conditioner. Other hair products for textured hair. … All, Toru noticed, special ordered for rock human hair.

“Get in the tub,” Tomoki spoke gently. He carefully slipped into the room, setting the items on the counter.

As Toru stripped and sat in the tub, Tomoki turned on the water. He let it warm up, the perfect temperature quickly. He never fails, not even to have a perfectly warm bath. Toru found himself watching his every move. A faint lingering of… he supposed the reason his stand was always so wary.

A few more things set up. Essential oils poured into the bath (mixed with their carriers beforehand), filling the room with a pleasant blend of lavender, rose, and… Was that ylang ylang? Lights dimmed, a bucket beside him… he stripped himself of just his shirt for now, leaving a lean chest on display for Toru for a moment.

… A lean, runner's body. Toru filed a thought away… to join his partner… boyfriend? At the gym one of these days. See what he does to work out. How he keeps that attractive, trim body with such a busy schedule…

Tomoki wore a warm smile as he knelt down beside Toru’s head. The bucket was fresh water, mixed with a bit of the ylang ylang blend. He began gently, carefully, slowly. Wetting Toru’s hair, watching as it flattened down from its careful styling. Watching as Toru’s eyes closed in bliss.

The affection went unspoken, yet shown in Tomoki’s touch. Shown in the gently firm motions of his fingers through the older rock human’s hair. Rubbing in first the conditioner. … Hm. He did his research, Toru notes somewhere in the back of his mind. Of course he did. Wu Tomoki never fails.

Toru, however, failed to keep the smirk off his face.

“Something funny?” Tomoki’s voice is soft and as gently firm as his fingers.

“You did your research.” Toru’s eyes crack open only slightly. To allow himself to gaze upon his partner… His boyfriend. The word still tasted off, even as he didn’t say it.

The smug look appeared for half a breath. An inhale. “Of course. Wu Tomoki--”

“Never fails,” Toru finished alongside him. Tomoki chuckled, returning his focus to washing Toru’s hair.

Conditioner first. Co-washing. … Shampoo next. Rubbing it in, making sure to dig the tips of his fingers into Toru’s scalp. Making sure to get it washed… Clean… Perfect. Using the clean water in the bucket to rinse. Rubbing in those oils.

Then, his fingers disappear for a moment. Toru’s eyes open again, shifting to look. … A scalp massager. Seriously? He went all out. It turns on, and the moment it’s against his head, Toru has melted into it. Shifting in the tub to lean up, to push his head into Tomoki’s hands.

Every motion, every drop of product… Everything was ordered for this. And when Tomoki finished, after setting everything aside, he strips completely. With a gentle motion of a tap on Toru’s shoulder with a foot, he gestures the shorter rock human to let him in. Toru leaned forward, letting his boyfriend in behind him.

Settled in, leaned against the back… Toru gently pulled into his chest. Relaxation in the dim light and essential oils. The first, Toru realized, in many. … His Fridays were likely to end like this ad infinitum.