⇒ 𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑮 ― 𝑹𝑬: 𝑲𝑼𝑹𝑼𝑺𝑼 𝑨𝑲𝑰𝑹𝑨
akira had got back late from his part time job at iwai’s shop, and he’d just managed to snag the last packet of sushi in the convenience store before he headed back to leblanc. he thumbed around his pocket for the keys -- ren would always lock up after soujirou left, and knew that akira had a set of duplicate keys with him, as did ren. however, he was surprised to find the door unlocked, and all the lights in the cafe were still on. perplexed, he closed up shop properly as quickly as he could and ran upstairs, finding ren face down in the middle of the attic. naturally, he was worried about his cousin, and immediately dropped his bag and the sushi and ran over to him, grabbing him by the shoulder to flip him over.
morgana’s presence was a welcome sight, even as akira ran the worst of scenarios in his head. was he sick? injured? exhausted? he scanned his cousin’s frame for any wounds but found none, and brought his hand over ren’s nose instead. he was breathing, but slightly, and there didn’t seem to be signs of a fever. “did he suddenly pass out? he fell forward while facing the bed... so he was likely wanting to sleep. his bag isn’t on him or near him too, so he would’ve been up here long enough to decide that he needed to sleep.” / @mythconcepts
