A(n unwelcome) visit
"Tobes!"
Tobirama's nose twitched, an almost instinctual annoyance coursing through him as a groan ripped itself free from his mouth. He'd have rolled over in an attempt to make it clear that he did not want to interact with whoever that is if his body wasn't so stubbornly heavy.
Next thing he knew, he was suddenly stood up and checked all over for any injuries. Tobirama failed to see how that would help, considering that he was sick, not injured.
Actually, he couldn't see anything properly at all.
Being sick already made him fairly dizzy at all times except for when utterly still, so just suddenly being made to stand when he couldn't even sit made for a rather poor choice. A choice that was making him feel very green.
Really, no one could blame him for puking on the moron.
"So. What the hell happened here?"
The only answer Tenshi got from Tobirama was a grumble and a miserable moan.
The one that he got an actual answer from was a puke covered Hashirama, who was somehow still cheerful, if a bit sheepish.
"I may or may not have made him stand up to check him over."
"..... You made someone who couldn't sit up stand up to check on them?"
Hashirama shrunk a bit into himself, sheepishness growing more obvious.
"Yes?"
Tobirama was happy to see that Tenshi was not a moron, as he too had a look of disbelief on his face.
"And what, prey tell, did you think you'd achieve with that?"
"Uh.... Make him more energetic?"
Tenshi gave him a slow blink.
"You are the most moronic person I have ever had the unfortunate luck to meet."
Hashirama wilted into himself, going into a corner and drawing circles on the ground.
.....Were those mushrooms on his head?
Eh. Tobirama ignored him, turning around, closing his eyes and curling into a very warm abdomen. (Snowstorm mode again.)
Hashirama's presence seemed to light up in realization, giving off the image of turning around.
"Oh yeah- why are you giving Tobes a lap pillow again?"
A completely blank, serious voice answered him and Tobirama could basically see the meticulously neutral look despite having his face buried in Tenshi's abdomen.
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"But-"
"No. Idea."
Hashirama shut up, but his presence was riddled with confusion the whole time he was there. Tobirama continued to enjoy his very comfy lap pillow.