Hi it’s me Drabble anon again I made this and I’m very sorry since it’s kinda sad but there is comfort to it. Thank you have a good day enjoy:
Immediately, Hiromitsu knew that something was wrong the moment he came back after checking on Rei to see his brother come back home, his shoulders stiff with tension and stress. He’s learned how to better identify when Taka’aki is having a bad day through observing him from the beyond but he has no idea what happened so he turned to his parents who had been keeping an eye on him, asking, “Hey Mom, Dad, what happened?”
“Your brother had a difficult day, I think he got burnt out after non-stop cases and paperwork over the week.” His father answered, his gaze following Taka’aki as he removes his coat and sat on the couch, exhaling sharply as he bent over, placing his elbows to his knees and his face to his palms. There were a concerning amount of cases happening during the week but Hiromitsu didn’t expect it to be too much.
“Oh poor dear, he must be completely exhausted. I’ll go make him some tea.” His mother said with a worried frown before she floats over to the kitchen, failing to suppress her audible cusses as she struggles to pick up the kettle, accidentally dropping it in the process and startling Kou, the cat Taka’aki took in. Taka’aki himself took notice of the noise and stood up, walking over to the kitchen to pick up the kettle before saying, “It’s alright mother, allow me.”
It might be strange for Taka’aki to be seemingly talking to no one but he knows that he’s not alone, that his family is watching over him. Some instances, he can tell who is there based on deduction and behaviours; such as how Hiromitsu or Aoi are usually the ones who write notes since they have the best grasps, his mother would often make tea and always check the doors to ensure they’re locked and his father would try to lift and push a pillow to Taka’aki to get him to sleep during late nights or would shift things here and there to make the place a bit tidier.
Yet sometimes, even with all that, the loneliness creeps back. Even with his friends, his family and Kou, he still feels lonely. Perhaps it’s because he’s been suppressing his stress up until now but the hectic week alongside these unwanted feelings brew a horrible storm, as though there was static buzzing around, clouding his thoughts and irritating his head, weighing heavily on his heart. This wasn’t the first instance of such feelings and every time he either buried it deep down until it resurfaced again or wait for it to pass.
A familiar warmth envelop Taka’aki and Kou nuzzled up to his leg as though sensing his plight and he realised that he hadn’t filled the kettle at all. He sighs and reassures, “I’m alright, I am simply tired.”
A blanket floats over, draping over his shoulders as a pen and notebook Taka’aki bought for Hiromitsu and Aoi to write in clattered onto the counter. The pen floats up and started writing, while it’s still quite shaky, there was a small swell of pride in Taka’aki as he sees how Hiromitsu has improved with his handwriting and grasp.
‘Are you sure? And no lying to us for the sake of reassuring us.’ Hiromitsu wrote and Taka’aki couldn’t hold back his smile before he lets his shoulders sag and lets it out, “If I were to be honest, no, I am not but I don’t know why. It’s not only the stress, but these feelings inside that I can’t control. It’s… Difficult to describe.”
The pen moves again and Hiromitsu writes, ‘You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. We’re here for you, do you want to just lay down?’
“Yes, that sounds good.” Taka’aki nods, grateful as he sets the kettle down and goes to his bedroom, Kou following behind him. He unceremoniously flops over his bed, holding back an amused chuckle as he watches Kou hop up and claims it’s territory on the bed, curling up. “You already have your own bed, you don’t need to sleep in mine.”
Still, Taka’aki made no effort to move the cat as he adjusts his position and stares up at the ceiling, waiting for either the heavy static to leave his mind or for him to fall asleep. He could feel multiple presences surround him, giving comfort and warmth. Taka’aki gives an appreciative nod as he lays back, the peaceful silence of the world broken only by Kou’s soft snores and the pen writing once more. The notebook flops down into Taka’aki’s chest and he found himself smiling as he picks it up and reads it out loud.
“‘Even if today isn’t okay, that’s fine. We still love you Taka’aki-nii, dad and mom and I are so proud of you. Take the time you need, you’re doing great.’ Thank you, Hiromitsu, mother, father. I love you too.”
Im going to answer this like im live tweeting my reaction lets ggo
Ok ok ok so when I read this and saw Hiro saying he just got back from "checking on Rei" I honestly thought this was an AU when he's alive but NOO.
HE'S STILL A GHOST, WATCHING OVER HIS BROTHER AND HIS BESTFRIEND 😭💔😭
