Water splashing and the sound of it crashing against the walls. Small sounds of it waving back and forth between the two. Comforting, warm touch by the care, was the only thing that he felt.
The red plastic cup dumped back into the water again, making a funny little sound as it collected water inside of it. Excess water fell out, crashing against the rectangular volume of water. The same bright red cup soon tipped over more and more before it fell down as a waterfall onto the males snowy white hair. Nagito's face scrunched up. Always flinching every time the water would come down, he didn't know why. Instincts probably.
"You did well." A dull voice shattered the silence of the two. The white haired male just shifted and shuffled, his legs were tied together by his arms, holding them against his chest while having a blank state of mind and expression
Another waterfall of water dropped on the males head. This time was unforeseen, making the male almost cover his head from how quiet Izuru picked up the water with the cup, "You don't need to do this." The white haired males raspy voice cracked out. He moved his head down as he looked at the green tinted water. Pitch black hair was flown around him, frowning slightly.
"I don't." This time, there was no drop of a cup in the water, with it bulging and it falling down once more. There was only the sound of a cap opening, and it tipping down as the shampoo soon flowed out of the bottle, "But I'd like to." Scrubbing sounds in the males hand as if he was warming it by a fire.
It was patted on his milky hair, nails and fingers making it to his scalp as it rubbed the moisture in it. Soon hasting it in. He removed his hands as he planked them in the water, shaking the excess shampoo off his hand in the water. He grabbed the red cup one more time. It gulped up the water in the hollow whole,and once again, went up and poured it on the top of his head.
It scurried off into the big pool of the water surrounding them, as the shampoo hurried off with the gallons of water too. The dark haired male placed the cup on the side, it cupping against the ground as he leaned over, his arm stretching towards the light peach drain stopper. Nagito leaned to the side, trying to create more room for the male. He Pulled the wedge of the stopper as it started quickly sucking in the used water, pulling it down as it swirled like a tornado.
The long haired male stood up. Slightly shaking off his grown hair as it shook off the water droplets that came from the bath. The white haired male stood up too from the bath. His posture was regained as he stretched from leaning over from the bath, he didn't even realize it. His legs felt like ice shattering the ground. He locked his legs like a door for too long. His arms being the key as he scrunched his face again.
Izuru stepped out of the water, his foot hitting the surprisingly cold ground. He put the rest of his body weighing on it as he walked from the bathtub, looking at Nagito to get out of the bath before looking back at what he was last looking at.
The air was moist and the glass mirror of its reflection was unrecognizable. Izuru wiped the fogged mirror to see himself looking back. The milky, white haired man retraced the other males actions as he soon covered his body with his arms, hiding his insecurities as though he had shown his body willfully in bed, and when undressing for the bath. His worry scraped back to him, clinging on. Eyebrows curved down from the top to create an obvious expression of concern
Izuru turned to the male. Seeing his doubt and worry before walking towards him, taking his own hands and placing it on the white haired males shoulder. Bracing him in and pulling him as their bare bodies touched out of care and comfort.
Nagito formed a smile on his face. Wrapping his arms around the black haired male and squeezing like it was his final hug. "You're beautiful. I'm proud of you." Izuru answered Nagito's actions.
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Nagito wrapped the covers around them. Snuggling and shuffling under the warm layers of cloth on top of them. Soon wrapping his arms around the male instead. Doing the same, tangling their legs around each other as one rubbed each other's back.
"Goodnight." Izuru put his soft hand on Nagito's cheek, they just stared, appreciating the others' existence.
"Goodnight, Izuru.." Nagito smiled.
Oh my god finally I can stop typing like I'm british btw the '—-' was a time skip lol
This was also posted on ao3 so sorry if you already saw this lol
