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The coolest Vinsmoke 😎
I saw that the disappointment had a blog and decided to make one to annoy it #bestbigbrotherever
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I guess I can talk to other people too. Not really much to do over here between jobs
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
"It is my job as your older brother to make sure you don't go bald early."
"Wow. Didn't know that was a thing. Also, you're like 2 minutes older than me, stop acting like you have to coddle us."
"Excuse me. Hours. Not minutes."
"Yeah, because that makes suuuuuch a big difference."
"It does when you act like it's 10 years."
He sneaks up behind Niji and reaches out to pull at his cheeks.
"Danm brat."
Niji pushes him away "all I said was that I prefer straightening my hair, and you had to make it into a whole big deal."
He turns around to face Ichiji "What do you even do all the time, other than worry?"
"You wouldn't rock the bald look,i'm sorry to tell you."
He crosses his arms again.
"Piracy? Obviously? When I ain't takin' my own boat to rescue my little siblings,'m out there causing trouble for the masses."
Ichiji said in the most dry,sarcastic tone ever.
Niji rolls his eyes "I bet all your crew mates talk shit about you behind your back."
"Yer tantrums don't make me as mad as they make Sanji and Yonji,y'know."
"whatever."
He sits down on the deck, leaning against the wall, with one leg stretched out and one leg pulled up to his chest.
"I'm taking a nap."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
"It is my job as your older brother to make sure you don't go bald early."
"Wow. Didn't know that was a thing. Also, you're like 2 minutes older than me, stop acting like you have to coddle us."
"Excuse me. Hours. Not minutes."
"Yeah, because that makes suuuuuch a big difference."
"It does when you act like it's 10 years."
He sneaks up behind Niji and reaches out to pull at his cheeks.
"Danm brat."
Niji pushes him away "all I said was that I prefer straightening my hair, and you had to make it into a whole big deal."
He turns around to face Ichiji "What do you even do all the time, other than worry?"
"You wouldn't rock the bald look,i'm sorry to tell you."
He crosses his arms again.
"Piracy? Obviously? When I ain't takin' my own boat to rescue my little siblings,'m out there causing trouble for the masses."
Ichiji said in the most dry,sarcastic tone ever.
Niji rolls his eyes "I bet all your crew mates talk shit about you behind your back."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
"It is my job as your older brother to make sure you don't go bald early."
"Wow. Didn't know that was a thing. Also, you're like 2 minutes older than me, stop acting like you have to coddle us."
"Excuse me. Hours. Not minutes."
"Yeah, because that makes suuuuuch a big difference."
"It does when you act like it's 10 years."
He sneaks up behind Niji and reaches out to pull at his cheeks.
"Danm brat."
Niji pushes him away "all I said was that I prefer straightening my hair, and you had to make it into a whole big deal."
He turns around to face Ichiji "What do you even do all the time, other than worry?"
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
"It is my job as your older brother to make sure you don't go bald early."
"Wow. Didn't know that was a thing. Also, you're like 2 minutes older than me, stop acting like you have to coddle us."
"Excuse me. Hours. Not minutes."
"Yeah, because that makes suuuuuch a big difference."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
"It is my job as your older brother to make sure you don't go bald early."
"Wow. Didn't know that was a thing. Also, you're like 2 minutes older than me, stop acting like you have to coddle us."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
"No,'m just sayin' ya should take care of it,or you won't have any hair to straighten."
"and how would that be your problem?"
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
"Whats so wrong with taking care of your hair."
"I just prefer it straight. Is that such a bad thing?"
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
Ichiji raises an eyebrow.
"Speak properly"
"No." Niji stands up and walks over to the other side of the deck where he leans on the railing and looks at the sea.
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
Ichiji finishes carding hid fingers through his brother's hair. It wasn't nearly as pointy and slick as it would normally,the ends curling inwards.
"Ya should consider takin' care of yer curls."
"ah, but you consider... No."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
"You should stop straightening it for a bit at least. Your hair is fried."
"Well, I don't really have a choice for now."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
Ichiji finished taking out all the knots and set the brush aside to apply oil to his brother's hair.
"I don't have gel. Or a straightener here."
Niji sighs "I guess that's fine."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
Ichiji would smack him in the head with the brush if he wasn't aware that Niji was more sensitive to things like this,with his enhanced senses. So he just sighed and started untangling his hair slowly.
Niji sat there in uncharacteristic silence, seeming to be actually relaxed, with only the smallest noise of discomfort whenever Ichiji would pull on a new tangle.
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
Ichiji starts combing through his hair. Not exactly having a straightener at hand,he settles for making sure the hair is taken care of.
"ow! Be a bit gentler, ok? You're going to rip off my scalp!"
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
"It smells like heart attacks and bad decisions."
He goes back to grab the products and the hairbrush,pulling out a chair into the deck for Niji while they were still docked.
"Sit."
He rolls his eyes "whatever."
Niji sits down in the chair, resting his right calf on his left knee.
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.
"I won't. Energy drink stench."
He sprays it a bit more on himself just to smell it before following Niji out.
"Want me to do your hair?"
"energy drinks smell great. You just have no taste. And, uh, if you want to, sure."
A caravel approaches the place Niji was stranded in. It was painted over with white and soft red,no distinct design on the ship's sails.
( @sparking-fled )
Niji runs over to where the ship is about to dock
"Ichiji!"
The ship docs and Ichiji leaves the cabin,disembarking to check over Niji with a crease in his eyebrows.
Niji hugs his brother from the side and immediately runs to get on the ship
"Hey you little-"
He huffs before following Niji into the ship.
"Come here,i didn't check you over."
"I'm fiiiinnneee. Stop worrying all the time. I just need a change of clothes and a shower."
"Niji."
He crosses his arms.
"what?"
"Come here. Let me check you."
"Finneeeeeeeeee."
Niji turns around and begrudgingly walks back towards Ichiji.
Ichiji hums in satisfaction and goes back to checking over Niji to see if he was hurt anywhere.
After being sufficiently convinced,he nodded.
"Go shower. I'll get you some clothes."
"Thanks."
Niji turns the other way and heads to the shower room.
He sighed and entered the cabin to look for some clothes for Niji to wear. Likely they would all fit him,Ichiji's mission was getting his brother something he would not complain all the time about.
As Niji washes his hair, he thinks on what kind of clothes Ichiji would probably have, and silently mourns his fashion sense. That guy was always a prep. He hums a lullaby that their mother would sing in the rare instance that she would get to see them.
Ichiji had to sort through his collared shirts and pastels before finally pulling something from his more darker clothes.
He walked to the bathroom with a towel, a navy blue plaid shirt and fabric pants.
Niji heard his footsteps right as he stepped out of the shower and shouted "leave them in front of the door!" As he dried himself off.
"You act like I haven't seen you naked more times than I wish I did. Which is zero."
He mumbles,leaving the clothes by the door.
"well I'm sorry for valuing my privacy," he mumbled.
Niji collected the outfit and looked it over before putting it on. "This is acceptable."
Ichiji hummed in response as he goes back to the tiny room of the ship to get some things for Ichiji to use. Like deodorant,a hairbrush,a toothbrush,hair products. He always had more than one of something,out of habit.
Niji leaves the bathroom and opts to stand next to Ichiji and watch him, because he doesn't really have anything else to do.
"I bet everything that you own is fruit scented."
"At least i don't smell like energetic."
He hands Niji the stuff before turning around to grab a bottle of perfume and spray it on him. The strawberry-jam scent attacking the other vinsmoke.
"ah!" He physically recoils, but it's too late. "you will regret this."
Niji puts the stuff on the bathroom counter and walks back out to the deck. Not having the energy to do his hair at this moment.