AU RP--

[mooneye]

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[mooneye]

"Hmph. Well, let's keep that between you and me. You have no idea how useful being thought of as an idiot when you aren't can be." He waited until he thought Itachi had more or less finished with his hair and then shifted and turned. "Slide in front of me," he suggested.

[youngesthokage]

He blinked, then moved so he was in front of him. "Am I turning around?"

[mooneye]

"So I can get your back." It only seemed fair. Since he probably never would have gotten most of those snarls out on his own.

[youngesthokage]

He nodded and turned around, sweeping his hair forward as he did.

[mooneye]

He pressed his fingers to the nape of his neck and just passed them down lightly, tracing his spine. "You're pale," he commented. Though of course he was. All their people were. Still, the milky expanse of bare skin was interesting to him.

[youngesthokage]

He arched a little, surprised by the gesture before he stilled, flushing at the reaction. It wasn't as though he didn't get touched, honestly. "I tend to wear long sleeves."

[mooneye]

"Ah." He paused a moment and then scooped water up along the slender back, and began to press and rub his hands along his damp shoulders and neck.

[youngesthokage]

He leaned slowly back into his hands, letting his eyes close. "I get cold easily, that's all."

[mooneye]

"The weather here is colder than I thought it would be," he commented. "Not like in Shimo... but still." He hesitated a moment but, well. There had been talk of a back rub. He pressed his thumbs more deeply into the muscles, rocked his palms into the spots that felt tense between the shoulders.

[youngesthokage]

He shivered, sinking down a bit as he relaxed under the touch. "Not used to it any more though?"

[mooneye]

"No, I like it. It's easier to bundle up with gloves and a mask and everything if I need to, in cold weather." And he passed his hands down his spine, along the subtle indentations of his ribs, under the water to the small of his back.

[youngesthokage]

He shifted a little to lean on his hands, which he braced on the bottom of the tub. "You always liked your goggles. Masks have replaced them?"

[mooneye]

He pressed in harder there, against the dip of muscle, before passing his hands back up again and simply resting them on his shoulders. "Yeah. Masks are convenient. I've got some good ones."

[youngesthokage]

"Whatever makes you happy Obito-nii, eh?" He looked over his shoulder at him.

[mooneye]

He just smiled at that and withdrew a bit, leaning back against the tub with his arms resting on the rim.

[youngesthokage]

He hummed, then went about his own grooming before sinking down into the water.

[mooneye]

Obito just watched him, then tilted his head back and shut his eye. Thinking about getting up and getting out. He would, in a minute.

[youngesthokage]

Itachi shifted around until he was comfortably mostly under the water, though it brushed him against Obito's leg in the process. He peeked to make sure that wasn't an issue before closing his eyes.

[mooneye]

It wasn't. He was comfortable enough. And Obito only stayed still and relaxed for a little while longer before opening his eyes and shifting, getting ready to slip out and away with the least disturbance possible.

[youngesthokage]

It got him to open his eyes, peeking at him though he didn't move much save to get so he could speak. "Tea should be ready by now."

[mooneye]

"I'll bring yours, if you want," he offered. And he climbed out quick and easy, nabbed one of the towels to dry with and headed back into the other room. He'd had a pack with him, and he dug into it and pulled out loose clothes that were cleaner--by far--than the ones he'd had on.

[youngesthokage]

He made a noise of negation before he was out of the room, not intending to linger -that- much longer. As it was Obito had stayed in long enough that he considered it the start of a nice soak.

It wasn't more than another ten minutes before he came out, towel wrapped securely around him as he other worked at his hair.

[mooneye]

Obito had taken one of the cups of tea with him to the couch, setting it on the low table close by. He was lounging. Loose, dressed all in the comfortable blacks he wore to bed when he stayed at inns, damp hair hanging over one shoulder.

[youngesthokage]

He peered at him for a moment before going to fetch his clothes, just a long loose shirt and pants, actually, which he tugged on before heading off to collect a brush, dropping off his towels and meandering over to Obito while quickly working through his own hair. "Do you know -how- to brush hair. The details that is."

[mooneye]

He smiled slowly. "Details? Well. I know how to do it in theory." But he was already folding his legs and turning to sit sideways, making the hair easier for his cousin to get at.