Tag: [delirium]

✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

Acts of Affection

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

It’s more than simply tending to his hair.

It is a means of control.

Itachi is fully aware of the intent behind Sasuke’s actions. His brother is his, and he will decide how Itachi dresses for the day, and how he will wear his long hair, which now has an actual shine due to access to regular baths, and decent shampoo.

Itachi used up all of his cards long ago, and knows that relinquishing this control to Sasuke keeps him complacent, and more importantly, within the village walls. 

Sasuke’s fingers are gentle, fingers against Itachi’s scalp as they brush through the locks first, before he even goes for the brush. Sasuke’s pleased his brother no longer has that many split ends, and the length is almost even– save for the bangs.

He opts for a higher ponytail. Not too lose, and not too tight, Itachi tilting his head back when necessary. 

Itachi stands when called, and will remain by Sasuke’s side, lest someone be brave enough to pick him off again.

”Don’t get up yet, you’re still bleeding.”

Hurt/Comfort Roleplay Prompts

Sasuke’s palm pressing against his shoulder means more than his words, because Itachi was about to attempt just that. 

He’s woozy, having lost nearly a pint already, and the thought that he’s ruining Sasuke’s sleeve and several of the balls of yarn strewn about him saddens him more than anything.

In his twenty one years, he’s had a variety of weapons used against him. From fine lines of string, to serrated shuriken and kunai.

Sturdy knitting needles was new. He brought it on himself, really. Disobeyed Sasuke’s orders to go outside without his supervision. He’d only run out of yarn to finish a quilt for his brother. It was meant to be ten minutes there and back. 

“They’re just scared…” he whispers, turning his gaze up in Sasuke’s direction. Please don’t go after them, this is my fault. They’re harmless mothers, acting in the need to protect their children. 

Yet it is Sakura who loses her temper and shouts at the group of women nearby, tending to Itachi’s shoulder just as he passes out due to the blood loss.