[Sasuke is quiet, watching Senri's face. He really is glad he isn't connected to Senri this week, not for this conversation. His hand comes up, the one Senri is clinging to, and two fingers are somewhat out, and Senri can probably guess what's coming.
Except, instead, he brushes his calloused fingers through the edges of Senri's hair.
When the hand comes down slowly, he suddenly pinches a wad of Senri's cheek between his fingers. It's a bit rough, shaking lightly, but it isn't too bad.]
What's with that pathetic face? Stop looking that way.
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Except, instead, he brushes his calloused fingers through the edges of Senri's hair.
When the hand comes down slowly, he suddenly pinches a wad of Senri's cheek between his fingers. It's a bit rough, shaking lightly, but it isn't too bad.]
What's with that pathetic face? Stop looking that way.