[ Oh, he knows. Jake lets out a groan, rubbing his muzzle with his forepaws as if it might relieve some of the pressure in his head. ]
It's a headache. I don't get 'em a lot, but this one has some pretty wild side effects. Like... seeing stuff, for one. [ And then, hastily: ] Don't say anything to Finn, I don't want him freaking out about it. This'll pass.
Good point. [ Jake chuckles, feeling out his paw for the vague direction of Itachi's voice. When the pads of his feet hit knee (he hopes it's knee, anyway), patting him twice. ] Guess I forget who I was talkin' to.
[ As far as his offer goes, Jake's tail tucks imperceptibly within his box. ]
What's that entail, exactly? I'm more of a booboo kiss guy.
[ Man, that did not not sound like a boo-boo kiss, honestly. ]
Is there a catch to this? [ Jake asks, not so much doubting as he was curious. ] Like, why aren't you doing this for everybody all the time? You're tight with that Dr. Bones dude, surely he could make you a intern or like... an orderly or something.
[ Jake stretches out his neck a bit, offering up his head in the vague direction he heard Itachi's voice. ]
（ his withering stare is nerfed by the dog being blinded. curses. foiled again. instead he has to use his words like a normal person and this is possibly the worst thing ever, of all time. ）
There is no catch. Yes or no.
（ completely... ignoring the rest of that. ）
my kink is making you wait 12 days for 4 sentences
but jake is blind. his secret is safe. those borrowed, high-end uchiha eyeballs? rolled. 'do your worst', like he's not just a living embodiment of the navy seal copypasta, smh.
he reaches out, both disinterested in and inclined to giving the dog a pat. while he may be fond of animals — there is a division in his mind between one that can speak of the way you've treated it gently and one that can't. instead, he just settles his hand against the back of jake's neck, and summons a wisp of healing chakra. it will feel like the warmth of a summer's day, soft and ephemeral — and while he can't reduce the pain entirely, he does lessen its cruel hold somewhat. ）
[ While it may not be a pet in the traditional sense, it certainly has the same effect. It's not something Jake is so sure he can share with humans, at least not exactly. How could he explain the trance-like state that takes hold at the nostalgic ministrations of a hand against your belly, or behind your ears, or at the base of your back just above your tail? It made Jake think of baths from his mother and the sunniest spot on the floor and that pleasant moment between a nap and waking.
This wasn't quite like that. For one, Itachi's hand was stationary. For another, for that whole thing to work usually the person doing the petting kinda had to want to be there; though, Jake couldn't help admitting that second thought was more a pity party than a fact. And besides... whatever the touch was, and however freely it was given, it was doing the trick. Jake could feel his anxiety ebbing along with his pain, blotchy color slowly fading from swirling gray blurs to the steely blues of the abandoned quarters.
Without realizing it, Jake's hind leg starts to bob. ]
Dang, Itachi. You undersold yourself, this griz is working a treat.
[ There's only one thing embarrassing in dog culture: being a bad one. Itachi doesn't say the dreaded words themselves, but he can't quite fight the tug at his chest at the man's regrettably correct assessment. ]
Solid burn, bro. Gotta give it up. [ Jake's voice sounds genuinely admiring, body relaxing further under Itachi's touch. It's with the clumsy probing of a still blind dog that he extends a paw towards his friend's voice, crawling carefully from his makeshift den and towards him. Jake isn't so bold as to settle into Itachi's lap, however tempting it is. Instead, Jake lays directly alongside the man's leg, leeching his warmth with a heavy lean. ]
But for what it's worth I don't...[ Jake yawns. It's a large one, swallowing up the back half of his sentiment. It also seems to swallow Jake's focus, paw rubbing wearily at one of his large eyes. ] I could fall asleep right here, man.
（ the... encroachment upon his territory does not go unnoticed, but itachi does not shift away. he lacks wei ying's aversion to dogs, but they are still not exactly his favourite four-legged creature.
he does, maybe, just maybe scritch at jake's ears just a tiny bit.
an old reflex, from when he worked alongside pakkun, maybe. ）
You should. I doubt you have gotten much rest in your condition. I will watch over you, if you wish.
Maybe it's the healing, maybe it's the begrudgingly offered ear scritch, maybe it's the company itself. But before Itachi can even finish making his offer, Jake is already snoring steadily against his leg. ]
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It's a headache. I don't get 'em a lot, but this one has some pretty wild side effects. Like... seeing stuff, for one. [ And then, hastily: ] Don't say anything to Finn, I don't want him freaking out about it. This'll pass.
[ He thinks. ]
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（ come on, jake, this man is a vault and there is only one key. and sometimes even that key doesn't work properly and now this metaphor is weird. ）
I can use chakra to ease your discomfort, if you wish.
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[ As far as his offer goes, Jake's tail tucks imperceptibly within his box. ]
What's that entail, exactly? I'm more of a booboo kiss guy.
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（ since that seems to be a little doggie styled concern of his. ）
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Is there a catch to this? [ Jake asks, not so much doubting as he was curious. ] Like, why aren't you doing this for everybody all the time? You're tight with that Dr. Bones dude, surely he could make you a intern or like... an orderly or something.
[ Jake stretches out his neck a bit, offering up his head in the vague direction he heard Itachi's voice. ]
A job might cut into your brooding time, though.
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There is no catch. Yes or no.
（ completely... ignoring the rest of that. ）
my kink is making you wait 12 days for 4 sentences
... Fine. [ If you see Jake's ears go back a bit in a premature wince, no you didn't. ] Do your worst, Uchiha.
rp edging...
but jake is blind. his secret is safe. those borrowed, high-end uchiha eyeballs? rolled. 'do your worst', like he's not just a living embodiment of the navy seal copypasta, smh.
he reaches out, both disinterested in and inclined to giving the dog a pat. while he may be fond of animals — there is a division in his mind between one that can speak of the way you've treated it gently and one that can't. instead, he just settles his hand against the back of jake's neck, and summons a wisp of healing chakra. it will feel like the warmth of a summer's day, soft and ephemeral — and while he can't reduce the pain entirely, he does lessen its cruel hold somewhat. ）
my specialty
This wasn't quite like that. For one, Itachi's hand was stationary. For another, for that whole thing to work usually the person doing the petting kinda had to want to be there; though, Jake couldn't help admitting that second thought was more a pity party than a fact. And besides... whatever the touch was, and however freely it was given, it was doing the trick. Jake could feel his anxiety ebbing along with his pain, blotchy color slowly fading from swirling gray blurs to the steely blues of the abandoned quarters.
Without realizing it, Jake's hind leg starts to bob. ]
Dang, Itachi. You undersold yourself, this griz is working a treat.
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（ rude creature.
he eyes that back foot starting to jackrabbit away, and pointedly ignores it. he has no idea whether or not it's embarrassing in dog culture. ）
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Solid burn, bro. Gotta give it up. [ Jake's voice sounds genuinely admiring, body relaxing further under Itachi's touch. It's with the clumsy probing of a still blind dog that he extends a paw towards his friend's voice, crawling carefully from his makeshift den and towards him. Jake isn't so bold as to settle into Itachi's lap, however tempting it is. Instead, Jake lays directly alongside the man's leg, leeching his warmth with a heavy lean. ]
But for what it's worth I don't...[ Jake yawns. It's a large one, swallowing up the back half of his sentiment. It also seems to swallow Jake's focus, paw rubbing wearily at one of his large eyes. ] I could fall asleep right here, man.
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he does, maybe, just maybe scritch at jake's ears just a tiny bit.
an old reflex, from when he worked alongside pakkun, maybe. ）
You should. I doubt you have gotten much rest in your condition. I will watch over you, if you wish.
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Maybe it's the healing, maybe it's the begrudgingly offered ear scritch, maybe it's the company itself. But before Itachi can even finish making his offer, Jake is already snoring steadily against his leg. ]