#post-part 4

[dailyakiraotoshi]

*Me watching Men In Black*

Is this about the Speedwagon Foundation?

[verdiqris]

“Do you think we’ll make it in time?” ~oceanoverheaven [[hit me w/ that angst bb

@oceanoverheaven

Sunglasses covering the frown on his face, Tenmei stays tight-lipped as he squeezes Jotaro’s hand in his own free hand. The two of them were in flight on the plane, checking their watches every few minutes, hoping to get to the hospital in time.

Holly was waiting for them there.

In Jotaro and Tenmei’s time married, Holly had come to be like a second mother to the redhead, and he’d grown to appreciate her much as if he was her own second son. He’d also come to know how Jotaro would react or feel with little movements or twitches, and he became as readable as a book to him. So it’s obvious to him when Jotaro seems to fidget uncomfortably, a look of worry in his eyes that mirrored the redhead’s own much less subtle expression.

It was Ms. Holly’s final breaths, and they knew if they didn’t make it in time, they wouldn’t be able to say goodbye to the nurturing woman that cared so much for them both. Over their time back in Morioh, they had received a phone call letting them know their mother was in the hospital and getting worse day by day. Jurou and Jolyne had stayed at home just for this occasion, the two men knowing their children wouldn’t have been able to stand watching their grandmother’s eyes fade out, even if Holly would’ve loved to see them one last time.

“We will. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure we’ll get there in time to see her, okay?” Tenmei whispers softly to his husband, placing one last kiss on his hand to reassure him, even though his own heart was sped up and felt like it’d be ripped out at any time now. The most he could do was support his husband, who probably felt so much stress and sadness in his heart, and hope that it’d go over smoothly.