[What a dumbass. He watched his brother get accused of murder, verified of murder without defending himself, and get zapped into ash in front of his eyes.
This isn't even the tip of the iceberg of trauma he's been through.]
Why do you care?
[He doesn't pull away exactly, but he does hike his shoulder up like a cat uncomfortable with affection.]
slide over on the counter so he's sitting on the counter next to where sasuke's leaning against it. and he'll bump against sasuke once - not really affectionately, but definitely familiarly]
You said you're tired, moron, it's the next obvious question.
Do you want me to make tea after this? Chamomile's supposed to help for sleep.
[His dark eyes drop to one of Senri’s knees, but he doesn’t lift his eyes any more than that before he turns his head away again. The breech of personal space is familiar and suffocating all at once. How many times had he jumped on his shoulders, annoying, laughing like there’s no care, like there’s no weight of anything there.]
No. [He doesn’t finish the stir fry completely, but he at least ate enough. He puts it down and pulls away.] I’m tired of everyone else. [How mean does he have to be, he wonders, to keep people away.
[ . . . senri is quiet for a long moment as he watches sasuke start to walk off.]
You shouldn't waste food.
[he's pretty sure he told sasuke that before? but.... well. he looks over at the small collection of mochi for him to eat, and the stir fry that's still in his bowl, and decides to let this one go.]
.... okay.
Thanks for the food.
[no thanks for leaving him alone but - well, he stayed for long enough that senri can't be mad.]
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What do you mean?
[how fast can they ruin another meal]
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[linkin park intensifies]
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He turns his head away and eats in silence for another too long amount of time.]
I'm tired.
[It's only been two weeks, but it sounds painfully honest.]
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senri reaches out to pat sasuke on the shoulder, aiming for reassuring]
.... it's been a long two weeks. How have you been sleeping anyway?
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This isn't even the tip of the iceberg of trauma he's been through.]
Why do you care?
[He doesn't pull away exactly, but he does hike his shoulder up like a cat uncomfortable with affection.]
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slide over on the counter so he's sitting on the counter next to where sasuke's leaning against it. and he'll bump against sasuke once - not really affectionately, but definitely familiarly]
You said you're tired, moron, it's the next obvious question.
Do you want me to make tea after this? Chamomile's supposed to help for sleep.
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No. [He doesn’t finish the stir fry completely, but he at least ate enough. He puts it down and pulls away.] I’m tired of everyone else. [How mean does he have to be, he wonders, to keep people away.
So he can do what he needs to do.]
I’m leaving this time.
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You shouldn't waste food.
[he's pretty sure he told sasuke that before? but.... well. he looks over at the small collection of mochi for him to eat, and the stir fry that's still in his bowl, and decides to let this one go.]
.... okay.
Thanks for the food.
[no thanks for leaving him alone but - well, he stayed for long enough that senri can't be mad.]