*eats an ice cream cone seductively* in front of Shisui, Obito, Izuna and Madara
Izuna was the first to react, slow blink, jaw clenched, tongue tapping against the back of his teeth as he stared. -You think you’re being cute or something?- he asked, voice already dipped low, lazy. His eyes didn’t move from the drip of ice cream sliding down the cone. -Nice view tho.-
Shisui was watching with a stupid grin that curled up the edge of his lip. -You’re doin’ amazing, sweetie,- he said, already unwrapping a popsicle. -Don’t mind me, just joining the competition.-
Obito choked on his water. Literally choked. Sat forward, coughing violently, hand to his mouth, and face red. -I– I wasn’t even—I didn’t— His voice cracked mid-sentence. He looked down at the floor like it had answers.
And Madara? Madara gave a single glance. One long, unimpressed sweep of his gaze. Then he turned the page of his newspaper. -Infantilizing yourself to get attention is a choice,- he said flatly. -But I suppose some of us have nothing else to offer.-
Cue Obito whispering, -...he’s jealous,- and Izuna getting up like he was about to do something very not PG with that ice cream cone.