"Oh. . . Oh dear." Shiro murmured, and Yonekuni sighed, stretching and shifting on the sand without opening his eyes.
"What is it?" Yonekuni asked; the wind coming in off the surf was playing through his shaggy fringe - growing out again, to Shiro's pleasure - and Shiro couldn't quite resist shifting closer and ruffling his fingers through it, distracted from-
"It . . . looks like Kunimasa has been having trouble getting Norio-kun into the water," Shiro answered, glancing back at the struggle at the very edge of the water, the wavelets lapping over Kunimasa's feet as Norio clung to his shoulders, yowling out sobs, "though no one else seems inclined to help. Either way."
Comfort and Cries (Sex Pistols; Yonekuni/Shiro, Kunimasa/Noririn)
"What is it?" Yonekuni asked; the wind coming in off the surf was playing through his shaggy fringe - growing out again, to Shiro's pleasure - and Shiro couldn't quite resist shifting closer and ruffling his fingers through it, distracted from-
"It . . . looks like Kunimasa has been having trouble getting Norio-kun into the water," Shiro answered, glancing back at the struggle at the very edge of the water, the wavelets lapping over Kunimasa's feet as Norio clung to his shoulders, yowling out sobs, "though no one else seems inclined to help. Either way."