#itachi is soft and baby in fushi's arms lbr. fushi spoils him rotten

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❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜ //Fushimi @ Itachi

july had all but slammed into them and the festival was just in its first embers. the month long affair was something that'd been in their clan for centuries. it was something special considering their dieties would be roaming the festival, and that was a treat for all parts of the clan. it also meant, atleast as the first born that he, and su-jin had their duties to help out. it seems daunting, but they are wonderful leaders when it comes to organizing and their work is never done. unlike su-jin, itachi excels at giving orders,but where he fails is caring for himself.

his uncle does bring him snacks and such while they're going through paperwork. some of the snack's texture don't go over well, but it's just a precaution to see what will sell and what won't. itachi huffs, bringing his tea to his mouth, hoping the green tea will wash down the taste on his tongue. for that only, itachi leaves him with the paperwork and menus from the travelling merchants. delegating where the stands where be and the activities for the younger uchihas.

hours pass, and idly as he staggers back to the main house, beyond exhausted, he's delighted by the sight of clarence waking off with their otousan and mikoto, and even more at the sight of his husband. the first day of the festival is already here, things are in full swing now that the venders have decided where they'll be and what theyll sell. it's why he's grateful that his family has such fast reponse times.

regardless, he's hungry and he needs to recharge and here is fushimi, cupping his cheek and holding him close. it's absolutely perfect. his family is laughing softly, more than used to such displays of affection. in truth, as fushimi speaks to him, lifting itachi into his arms, the jaguar is already half-asleep, nuzzling into his husband, ❝ ━ you, my love. kenta, probably, he worries lots. ❞ he's joking, of course. but then again, he knows they would if he falters. ❝ ━ no more talking, lets go cuddle, while okaasan cooks for lunch and you can rub my tummy and tell me how much you love me ? ❞