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When he thought about Tobirama spending a night with him for the first time, he never once imagined this. It involved far less kissing than he would have liked, for one thing. But more than that, Tobirama was upset and hurt, seeking comfort in his arms. Which Indra was always willing to provide. But there shouldn't be anything in the village walls that could cause his love so much pain.

He would be having words with Hashirama. As soon as he could without upsetting his beloved.

For the moment he settled for tugging his sleeping form closer to his side, hand curling around the slender fingers resting over his heart. He was fascinated by his loves hands. Elegant and strong and littered with scars. He lifted Tobirama's hand just enough to brush a kiss to his fingertips, smiling as they curled in.

Huffing a soft laugh he let their hands rest over his heart again, tracing his thumb over an old break that healed poorly then down along a deceptively slim wrist. He could feel the scars here too, burns and cuts from old battles and long days spent training. He rubbed one burn scar soothingly, an old stab of guilt hitting him before he brushed it away.

A knock at his door had Tobirama stirring against him, fingers curling into Indra's shirt. Indra frowned, annoyed with whoever was disturbing them.

"Hush love, go back to sleep. I'll see to it and be right back."

He pressed a kiss to messy white hair, smiling as he settled again, then slid out of bed. Without bothering to straighten his cloths he moved through the house.

Hashirama was at his door looking faintly awkward. Indra didn't bother hiding his annoyance.

"What do you want?"

Hashirama had the grace to look a bit sheepish at least, perhaps even worried. Still, Indra wasn't impressed.

"Madara told me he saw Tobi come here last night. I was hoping you knew where he might have gone. We had a bit of a fight and he didn't come home..."

He bit back a snort and eyed the man before him.

"Yes, he did come here last night. And he stayed here, with me, as he is always welcome to do. You however are not welcome in my home. If you want to talk to Tobira then you'll just have to wait."

He shut the door firmly, then locked it just to get his point across, before heading straight back to his room and the man he could sense stirring. By the time he made it back Tobirama was pushing himself up right.

Indra frowned and gently pushed him back into the pillows, climbing under the blanket and curling around him.

"Indra?"

"Hush love. There's no need to get up. We can stay right here." He nuzzled into Tobirama's shoulder and held him close, smiling when fingers rested over his own before begining to trace an odd pattern over the back of his hand. It took a couple of repetitions for Indra to recognize it, and when he did he felt his eyes widen.

Tobirama was tracing the pattern of his hiraishin seal over and over again.

"Tobira..."

His hand froze, likely realizing what he had been doing, so Indra shifted until he had Tobirama's fingers laced between his own again.

"Move in with me? I want you to always come home to me."

Tobirama twisted in his arms and Indra welcomed the kiss Tobirama gave him. They could talk about it more later.