"Don't move."
Uchiha Jin stood behind him, his head lowered as he worked with the bandages in his hands, his fringe covering his downcast eyes.
With his obsessive-compulsive tendencies, he couldn't tolerate any wrinkles in the bandages. He had to make sure they were completely smoothed out.
Perhaps it was psychological, but he felt as though this guy smelled bad.
That was what happened when you weren't clean...
Shisui Uchiha obediently stayed still without moving a muscle, but the bases of his ears began to burn uncontrollably, slowly taking on a faint blush.
It was a posture of complete surrender, utterly unguarded.
His closest friend's gentle voice rang in his ears, and he could feel warm breaths brushing against him.
The loose robes made his figure look even more slender and refined, the lines of his neck clean and defined, the redness at the tips of his pale ears growing increasingly obvious.
I love this feeling.
Is Jin showing concern for me?
He talks tough but has a soft heart. What he says doesn't matter; his body is honestly changing my bandages for me.
Jin cares about me. Otherwise, he wouldn't be doing this.
Hehehe.
The faint scent of the person behind him lingered around him, carrying a light gardenia fragrance that enveloped his entire body.
My closest friend is so clean. He smells so nice.
He's really good-looking, too.
It's a shame I don't have eyes now. I can't see his gentle expression.
Ever since they had parted ways, Jin had always treated him harshly.
The only two times he had been gentle were when he changed his bandages.
Fingertips lightly touched the warm skin beside Shisui's eyes, smoothing out the edges bit by bit, slowly winding the white bandages around the corners of his eyes and his brow