Prompt #4 for an anonymous tumblr user.
"Ah man, I don't know what I did yesterday, but my back is killing me." Shalnark whined as he emerged from his room, stretching his arms forward in an effort to relieve the pain.
"Maybe you're just getting old?" Nobunaga snickered from a corner before taking a swig of the beer in his hand.
"Then I'm surprised you haven't turned to dust," Shalnark retorted, scrunching his nose at the other's comment. Nobunaga, probably giddy off the alcohol, laughed it off and returned to playing cards with Kortopi, who was more than likely cheating his way into another win. Shaking his head, the manipulator began to walk into the kitchen when he was stopped by Uvogin, a sleepy grin plastered on his face as he ruffled his hair, making the blonde's bed-head no better.
"Good morning." Shalnark chirped, smiling.
"Mornin'." He replied, his eyes crinkling in the corners as his own grin widened.
"Have anything for breakfast yet?" He asked, continuing into the kitchen to grab an apple from the counter.
"Four eggs and toast." He responded triumphantly, settling into a chair and falling silent as Shalnark ate his fruit. "So uh, heard your back was hurting."
The blonde looked up from his apple nodding, "Yeah, I must have slept weird or pulled something. It's no big deal though." He added, almost as an afterthought.
"Do you… Well… I mean… I could give you a massage?" Uvogin scratched the back of his neck, and smiled when Shalnark raised an eyebrow at him. "If you think it might help any I mean."
"Hmm, I'm fine, but thank you for the offer." He threw the apple core into a trash can and strode out, humming a tune to himself as he went. Uvogin buried his face into his hands as Nobunaga came in for another beer and chuckled at him.
"Still going strong in the unrequited crush I see?" Uvogin grunted a reply as the swordsman snickered. "Don't sweat it big guy, there's always tomorrow." With that, he left to rejoin his card game and ultimately, Uvogin to his emotions.