Routine
They spend so much time together. So, okay, they are best friends. But sometimes, it just feels like there is… so much more between them.
Aoba likes to lay his head on Genma's laps at night. He likes to just lay down and listen to the blonde's even breathing.
Because somehow, it soothes him, helps him deal with the overpowering darkness. He closes his eyes, even though it doesn't make much difference, and purrs softly as Genma strokes his side in slow, tender motions.
They tend to do that a lot in private, while watching TV or while Genma is going through some reports.
Aoba starts talking after a while, babbling about some mission or about Kotetsu. Genma just listen silently and when Aoba has nothing left to say, Genma shifts and lays down behind him on the couch. Without a word, he wraps his strong arms around the blind Jounin and releases a long sigh.