Requested by mitsu-kun
Kensei x Hisagi
Hisagi tried, and failed, to look over his shoulder. Kensei poked him, firmly but gently, on the line of his spine, between his shoulder blades.
"I don't know, I can't see my back."
"I've never seen it before."
Hisagi resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Well, neither have I, clearly."
Kensei poked it again.
"It wasn't here yesterday."
Hisagi shrugged, resting his head against the pillow, tired from the day. It had been a beautiful scorching day, and the sparring sessions had been brutal in the heat. He and all the other male shinigami's had stripped down to the waists, as well as a few of the less shy female members of the Division as well. The sun had beaten down on all of them all day, and he was a distinctive shade darker than he had been when he had woken up this morning.
He could sense Kensei frowning.
"I think it's because you've spent too much time in the sun again."
Hisagi rolled his eyes, even though his Captain couldn't see. Spending time in the sun wasn't high on his list of concerns. Kensei didn't say anything more about it, but the next day, Hisagi was bemused to find a bottle of suntan lotion on his desk.
"Captain, what the hell is this?"
When he stared questioningly at his Captain, Kensei went slightly red, and muttered something under his breath.
Hisagi wouldn't have ever used it, had Kensei not offered to rub it in for him.