[His eyebrows raise, just a little, like he's a little surprised but knows he shouldn't be.]

Masochist. [said harmlessly, as if it were just another observation like Toshinori's hair color or eye color. He shifts up to sitting so he can safely tilt his head up for one drop, two drops... the world gets a little less painful to look at. slowly, other thoughts about the day pile in, like what time it was or what he should be doing. He blinks a few times, letting the relief set in. Much better. As much as the morning and their time together was special...]

You should shower. [He presses a hand, softly, against the other's back.] If you look disheveled at work today, Hizashi's going to assume all sorts of things, you know. []