Still, [ he murmurs, hugging his brother tighter still. And then, so quietly it's a hoarse whisper: ] ただいま 。
[ It'll be a while before he feels like letting go. And even when he does, it's only to break away for a brief moment before he leans in just enough to press their foreheads together. ]
[ to be completely honest, souji gets a knot in his throat when yu presses his forehead against his. for this entire month, his mind has been filled with all the different types of what-ifs and possibilities of yu never possibly coming back home. never calling them brothers anymore. so for yu to do this, to do what they've done since they were kids, it brings such a wave of relief and souji is just so glad that he's finally back. ]
Of course.
[ as they head into the room, souji will make sure to hold onto yu's hand, almost as if he's afraid that yu would disappear if he lets go ]
[ even as they settle on the edge of the bed, souji's hand is still wrapped tightly around yu's. even as yu rests his head against souji's shoulder, souji still doesn't let go ]
I'm-- I'm fine. I'm pushing through.
[ "souji fakes his emotions until he can't tell what's real", after all. he pushes through even to the point of breaking and hides it all behind a fake smile and fake optimism ]
How about you?
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No, it's not your fault. I understand. I-- I'm just glad you're back.
[ his voice is just a little louder than his brother's but still quiet enough that no one else would hear him ]
... Welcome home.
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[ It'll be a while before he feels like letting go. And even when he does, it's only to break away for a brief moment before he leans in just enough to press their foreheads together. ]
... come sit with me?
[ in his room, he means. ]
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Of course.
[ as they head into the room, souji will make sure to hold onto yu's hand, almost as if he's afraid that yu would disappear if he lets go ]
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But when they sit down on the edge of his bed, and Yu tries to find words to say, nothing really comes.
In the end he leans his head on his big brother's shoulder. ]
... how are you?
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I'm-- I'm fine. I'm pushing through.
[ "souji fakes his emotions until he can't tell what's real", after all. he pushes through even to the point of breaking and hides it all behind a fake smile and fake optimism ]
How about you?