The air needs to be cleared. [CLOSED]

[hiccup_ninja]

Characters: Gaara Sabaku and Rock Lee
Content: Gaara is recuperating in his room after Mamma Gkika-san was kind enough to re-break his ribs for him. And of course Lee pays him a visit. Because that's what you do for your most important person.
Setting: the Convoy!
Time: WAAAAY back to before Kropmork or all the ship-stealing rumpus. Specifically, a

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[the_blue_beast]

Lee fidgeted nervously, standing outside the door to Gaara's room. He'd been standing outside for a good ten minutes, arguing back and forth with himself. Should he bother Gaara? Should he let his friend heal in peace? He had left rather abruptly when Gaara had been getting his ribs fixed, and, now that he'd had time to think about it, realised how bad that must have looked

[hiccup_ninja]

Gaara had actually noticed Lee's presence outside his door, and had been wondering when his friend would bring himself to knock. He could've just opened the door, but with the way the older boy was leaning on it, he might've fallen on the redhead. That would hurt his ribs, see. Gracefully rising from his sitting position on his bed, Gaara wandered over to the door and opened it. Not all the way, mind, but definitely more than enough for Lee to see him and all his shirtless-ness.

"...It's alright. I'm alright." Gaara said, opening the door a bit more and slowly half-turning back into his room, leaving the door open for Lee to show himself in. Even the redhead could see that they needed to talk, which was really saying something. Gaara sat back down on the bed, looking at the door half-expectantly.

[the_blue_beast]

Lee's eyes widened, his cheeks turning red, and he quickly looked away, giving Gaara the chance to put a shirt on if he chose. Lee edged slowly into the room, fidgeting more as he closed the door behind himself.

"I am glad to hear it," he said, sitting down on the other side of the room, looking like the most awkward huddle that ever there was. "Anou, so it went well then? Did she have to rebreak them? I--I am sorry that I was unable to stay with you..."

He trailed off there. He had picked so thoroughly at the bandages on his right hand that they were starting to fray in one place, and he quickly forced himself to stop by sitting on his hands.

[hiccup_ninja]

As a matter of fact, Gaara did not put a shirt on, for he was totally oblivious to any uncomfortable feelings Lee might have over something like him going topless. The pale redhead surveyed the green-clad boy with his usual blank intensity, before his gaze drifted back to the dusty old picture next to the Lunasa rock. Gaara's room was very much devoid of personality, the heart and picture frame being the only personal touches in there (not including the gourd and the unmistakable scent of sand floating around, since they followed Gaara everywhere he went). An awkward silence stretched between them.

"...Are you alright?" he had noticed the other's uncomfortable position and the way he was sitting on his own hands, which he couldn't quite make sense of.