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[text] Are you getting my texts? Now I know how Anna felt…okay byeeeee.
[text] ...Give me a break, I dropped my phone in the lake.
[text] I had to give it emergency treatment so it didn’t die. :(
[text] ... That is how you use emoji’s right...?
“You don’t suppose we’ll get in trouble for this?”
Tobirama helped the girl over the fence to the Uchiha property, shaking his head. “Not if we get caught. Besides, Izuna and Madara won’t rat us out or anything,” he replied calmly.
It's dark by the time she knocks on his door. It isn't so much a knock as half heartedly hitting the door a few times with the side of her fist. She's soaking wet with rain water and she looks horrible. Obito simply hopes he's awake.
Rin contently napped on the couch, slowly waking from the sweet pattering of rin. He wasn't fully awake until loud thudding echoed from the door. Yawning, he stretched his arms and made his way to the door. He twisted the knob and swung open the door to see Obito, completely drenched , but even the rain couldn't mask the tears that flowed from her. Without saying a word, Rin pulled her into his arms with no intention on letting go. He nuzzled his face into her hair, lightly kissing the crown of her head. "What happened?" He asked in the softest tone possible. It was unlikely of Obito to just wake him up in the middle of the night, when she knows how little sleep he gets in the first place.
"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves."
The old man glanced at the girl and simply offered his free hand in reply, the other resting on his cane as he walked.
"Oh, goddamn it.."
In reply, Tobirama grabbed the child and crushed her to his chest. Izuna had gotten alcohol in him, a rare event indeed, and it was going to be a long night. “ ‘Bittooo, I missed you~”
"I love you."
Tobirama blinks rapidly, stunned for a moment by the child’s words. She had begun called him ‘dad’ not too long ago, but he had still been rather uncertain of her affection for him. It was hard to imagine her being anything but fearful of him, but clearly that wasn’t the case. A small smile tugged at his lips, and he weakly lifted his injured, bandaged arm to ruffle her hair fondly. “I love you too, brat.”
✗
✗ For mine to accidentally cause an allergic reaction to yours.
Tobirama should have been more careful.
The girl had never had any type of prawn before, that much had been clear. She had seemed delighted by it, and it was always something he was relieved to see. Except... Things had quickly taken a turn for the worst. Her face, her throat, had begun to swell, and the next thing he knew, he was rushing her to the hospital. Now he stood beside her bed, a solemn, gloomy expression on his face. “Do you feel better now?” he asked softly.
"daaaaaaaaaad." proceeds to sprawl herself on his lap. "I'm boooooored."
He swallows heavily. “...Please tell me you don’t want to watch Frozen again...”
