[ The cloth scrubs in soft circles, lacking too much pressure when passing over the bruises left by Mine's fight in the ring. The motions fall somewhere between affection and obligationβ more the former, under the guise of the latter. It's easier to go about things as if Mine is simply his responsibility to take care of rather than admit he'd wanted to be close; like a pet he wants nearby. His lips purse and puff at some dark hair that falls in the way, heavy pieces swaying out of his eyes. He tosses his neck to free his line of sight of obstruction. ]
Does it hurt?
[ Nishikiyama gets lazy and stops. After draping the wash towel over Mine's shoulder, he focuses on himself instead, taking the small bottle of expensive shampoo and lathering it into his scalp. His eyes shut to avoid any dripping suds. ]
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Date: 2024-02-19 10:06 am (UTC)[ The cloth scrubs in soft circles, lacking too much pressure when passing over the bruises left by Mine's fight in the ring. The motions fall somewhere between affection and obligationβ more the former, under the guise of the latter. It's easier to go about things as if Mine is simply his responsibility to take care of rather than admit he'd wanted to be close; like a pet he wants nearby. His lips purse and puff at some dark hair that falls in the way, heavy pieces swaying out of his eyes. He tosses his neck to free his line of sight of obstruction. ]
Does it hurt?
[ Nishikiyama gets lazy and stops. After draping the wash towel over Mine's shoulder, he focuses on himself instead, taking the small bottle of expensive shampoo and lathering it into his scalp. His eyes shut to avoid any dripping suds. ]