#|ic|shinichiro

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@kyukicho | Cont. From here.

And there it goes. A palm met his face as he shook his head. It wasn't what he was expecting, but at least it got done and got done right. Walking over before ruffling the younger male's hair, Shinichiro chuckled. "Thanks. Now go get cleaned up. You're still covered in dirt and oil. I'll finish closin' up the shop and then we can go get dinner on the way home. Know what you want?" He asked as he went to go lock the door temporarily before flipping the sign over to read 'closed'.

"And no, Taiyaki doesn't count for dinner. You've gotta pick real food."

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shinichiro-kun?? headpat?? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Shinichiro looks up from the bike that he was working on, a last minute walk-in that ended up being just as urgent as quickly as it had come in. He wipes some sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand before glancing over at the younger blonde, giving a small smile that's followed by a chuckle. "You're not trying to start a competition or anything, are you?" He asks, tilting his head though his tone tells on him that it's a simple tease.

He wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but he knew how Inui and Mikey both were to know that usually, one became jealous of the other the moment one got any form of attention that the other hadn't received- Especially if from someone they looked up to like himself. But there was something about watching the two have their little rivalry that was still amusing in its own way. No, as the older figure he shouldn't be condoning it but who was he to say no when they came to him requesting attention? What kind of role model would he be then?

"I suppose I can give you some~" He teases, the hand that wasn't covered in dirt and grime and oil moving over to the top of Inui's head before patting it a few times and then lightly ruffling his hair.

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i failed you. is that what you want me to say? — izana 2 shin!!

"You failed me?" Shinichiro raised an eyebrow, exhaling a puff of smoke off to the side as for it not to go towards Izana and bother him. "I don't remember ever saying that, and the last time I checked, I don't want anyone putting words into my mouth. Especially not my siblings." Setting his cigarette down into the ashtray, hands moving to knees as he stood and dusted off his work pants.

"Come on. Let's go for a ride, yeah? We can talk, if you want. Don't have ta' though. But you can tell me what has you thinking you failed me, because I can say you haven't." Ruffling white hair under his palm, smile overtaking his features, Shinichiro gave a soft chuckle. "But you haven't failed me. If you did, I'd tell ya. But I haven't so don't go putting words in my mouth or getting this idea of how I feel. Next time, just talk to me before you start letting that stay in your head, yeah?"

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❝ you said ‘five more minutes’ an hour ago. ❞ - young!mikey to shinichiro

"I know, I know." He sighed, leaning a bit to stretch his back after slouching for so long at that point due to the bike he had been working on while his younger brother had decided to come by to watch him work for a bit. "I'm almost done this time, I swear. Just let me finish tightening this last bolt and then I'll clean up and then we can actually go home, yeah? Give me about ten minutes max, and then we can play whatever game you want when we get home before you have to go to bed for school."