2 Works by mainviceversa
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"Yeah," Tobirama huffs out simply, going through the hand signs. Dog, Boar, Ram. In a puff of smoke, a perfect copy of Hashirama takes Tobirama's place. "Don't get into any trouble. I'll be back soon enough," Tobirama (Hashirama?) warns.
As he closed his eyes again, Hashirama just hoped that his brother wouldn't do anything stupid with his face.
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He’s not used to any of this. The softness, the fragility, the quietness, the...
Warmth. He can feel a strange sort of warmth, starting from the single point where her hand wraps around his finger.
After a long silence, he finally exhales through his nose and lifts his eyes toward the sleeping form of his wife. The warmth in his hand is.. Not unpleasant. Strange, but not unpleasant.
And then—for just the briefest of seconds—his lips twitch upward at the edges before he flattens them again into their usual stern line.