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"Laura, did you come to see me?"
— “You heard that?” oh fuck. …Well he was cute, he wouldn’t deny that.
Laughs again. "Well thank you for the compliment, Ryouga-san!"
Michael is in a relationship with mzhxde, this is due to roleplays held on another blog and yes, the above is being added to his mainverse! uwu
At the words, he smiled slightly through the tears—he didn’t mind holding him like this forever at all. He stroked the younger Arclight’s hair slowly, still holding him close with his other arm.
"It’s nothing, little one. It’s just a shirt, after all—" he stopped in mid sentence, blinking several times. This… he didn’t expect to hear, at all—but it meant so much. Once again he wrapped his arms around him, snuggling him close.
“Thank you, Michael. I love you too, my little one. So, so much.”
"Chriiiiiissss....!" incapable of words any longer, he acted like the small child he'd been when his world went to complete shit! "I..." hiccups. "C-can things be easier n-now?" he choked out past sobs. "W-we can finally b-be a real family. N-no more fight o-or stubbornness!" he sobbed. "L-let's be a family for real now. Y-you, Thomas, Papa and I.... O-okay...?" he wept, slowly he was draining himself, exhausting his energy, he was so tired now. "I'm..." sniffles "S-sorry... I.. I shouldn't be crying b-but I can't stop...!" All the tears he'd held back over the years, all the tears he'd never let fall as he grew up. The tears that came from loneliness and depression, the weeping of a young child that had grown up far too fast.
#...this kid shouldnt be cute
"You really think I'm cute, Ryouga-san?"
[x]
Mike is apparently the innocent uke. Should I be laughing at this so much?
Cute and sweet, and most gentle of all uke, whips and chains are not for you - you just want someone to love you. You are often spotted in candy shops wearing furry kitty ears, where you are sure to be noticed by the Romantic Seme, whose protective instincts will kick in and will only want to take you home and love and protect you. And you, of course, will be more than happy to spend the rest of your life baking cookies for your seme.
Arms instantly wrapping around the other, pulling him close; he burried his face in his hair, his eyes shut closed, like if he tried to hold back the tears—he failed anyway, though, they simply ran down his face, quickly disappearing in Michael’s hair.
"I won’t let it happen ever again. I promise," he whispered, rubbing his brother’s back reassuringly. "As long as I’m alive, I won’t let anything separate us again," he assured.
"I will hold you as long as you only want, my little one."
"Then you have to hold me forever!" he sobbed, clutching at Chris' shirt and shaking more as he finally spent himself, leaning into his elder brother and sniffling "...I.. I ruined your shirt, I'm sorry... B-but Chris... I... I forgive you, I don't blame you and I still love you.." Maybe those words could reassure the elder that the sweet little strawberry was never giving up on his beloved family. He wanted to keep Chris close and make sure he never suffered again.
"You wanted to duel me? In the mood I'm in? That is not very smart!"
しゅり
"I went with Dr.Faker—I didn’t even know he had kids at first, you know?—it was the most… rational thing I could do back then. Like, he was there, he was the only one who could know what happened… even though he’s never told me much. Kaito and Haruto… initially I used them. To fill the emptiness I felt—but I ended up loving them like I love you and Thomas. They’re not in any way better, you’re all equal to me, you’re all my precious little brothers—” It was so hard to sound calm, when inside he was breaking.
"To be honest… I was. Coming back to our mansion and knowing it’s empty was painful, it was scaring me… I’m still scared to come back home when you’re all away for some reasons. And no, I never forgot, it’s impossible to forget or replace you two. Ask anyone."
His arms flew around the older Arclight, tears still fell but he took so much comfort from his brother being close to him even as the little one wept. "Ch-chris... Pr-promise me something... O-okay...?" he begged. "Pl-please don't leave me alone like that ever again. I... I don't wanna be alone no more. S-so you can't leave me ever again!" he cried finally burying his face into Chris' shirt and crying hard, soaking the other's shirt and jacket, his smaller frame trembling now. "J-just.... hold me a while, big brother... J-just for a l-little bit..."
Great. He was totally ready for that talk. He knew it would come, sooner or later, but he wanted to postpone it as much as he could—one brother hating him with passion because he refused to understand was enough, he didn’t want Michael to hate him too. He was just… scared of losing him too.
"I… didn’t leave you. You two were taken from me—by force, to be honest. I didn’t want us to be separated, but I couldn’t really… do much about it. I was too old to be taken to orphanage with you, but not old enough yet to become your guardian."
"Why didn't you try harder....? You went with Kaito and Haruto, even I know what you said, Chris and I just... They're better than us? I get that you couldn't follow us, couldn't save us -- but are they really worth more than your own brothers?" he asked, his voice trembled trying to be strong, strong little strawberry furiously holding back his tears, but they trickled down his face anyway. "I've tried to understand, to realize th-that you were hurting too, you were right? Y-you didn't just forget about us and replace us, did you...?" he asked as tears fell down his face. "....I don't understand what you did at all."
It was rare nowadays to see Michael like this—he didn’t even have to guess how much serious must’ve been the thing bothering him, it was simply obvious. Straight away he put his papers aside, turning to his youngest brother.
"Ask away, Michael."
"Why?!" he demanded, it bursting from the youngest emerald eyes were pained, swimming with tears. "Thomas said you abandoned us! Thomas said you left us and I remember being so alone and so scared...! Watching you disappear into the distance as Thomas and I were dragged away, I was crying. I don't want to believe you'd just abandon us! But... why?" he demanded, tears threatening to spill now.
"Sometimes I wonder if it’s not my actual middle name," he laughed, taking a quick look at the papers picked up by Michael—why, of course one of them was the one he looked for. "I still don’t know how I survived on my own…
—Ah right. Thank you for reminding me. You’re an angel.”
"No problem, hey when you're a little less busy... Can we talk about something that's bothered me for a rather long time, Christopher?" he asked, his voice sounded almost timid whatever he had to ask, clearly scared the youngest of three brothers. "There's something I'd like to know."