[ Not that Seimei was likely to discuss bodily functions of any sort any time soon. Instead he focused on the perfectly innocuous task of sponging water over Kaoru's head and running fingers through his hair, freeing it of grit and grime.
He worked in relative silence, only the soft lapping of water against the bodies and the edges of the onsen filling the time.
Seimei's hands were strong and graceful, and he made easy work of washing the younger man's back, neck and shoulders. Despite being down fairly quickly, he found himself drifting into a pleasant lull of mental quietude, sponge dipping int the water and rubbing in form, slow circles while his dark eyes drifted unseeing. Such a simple thing, and yet it helped put him in the frame of mind he'd needed for days. Just a quite, warm space without all the noise of "outside" trying to get in.]
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He worked in relative silence, only the soft lapping of water against the bodies and the edges of the onsen filling the time.
Seimei's hands were strong and graceful, and he made easy work of washing the younger man's back, neck and shoulders. Despite being down fairly quickly, he found himself drifting into a pleasant lull of mental quietude, sponge dipping int the water and rubbing in form, slow circles while his dark eyes drifted unseeing. Such a simple thing, and yet it helped put him in the frame of mind he'd needed for days. Just a quite, warm space without all the noise of "outside" trying to get in.]