[His hand tightens around Itachi's and he bows his head in understanding, feeling his heart swell with admiration for the man in front of him. Once after Itachi's betrayal, he had questioned his loyalty, as if it was owed to him when they were honestly little more than friendly strangers. His ire had been well earned, but the assumption of disloyalty incorrect. He is sure now that there is perhaps no one more loyal than Uchiha Itachi once that loyalty had been truly earned.]
I'm pretty fond of him myself. [He says quietly and then rises to press a kiss to Itachi's forehead before pulling back to sit again. A teasing look crosses his face and he adds] questionable taste aside.
๏ผ he exhales. but there is nothing further to be said, and nothing he wishes to express besides — so he simply lets the silence settle between them, and takes his breakfast in its swell. ๏ผ
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I'm pretty fond of him myself. [He says quietly and then rises to press a kiss to Itachi's forehead before pulling back to sit again. A teasing look crosses his face and he adds] questionable taste aside.
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