platonic souji/naoto w/ home setting or smthn w/ nanako pls
Okay so this was going to be three sentences long but then…
“So if you think of it as being three groups of two, rather than just arbitrary numbers and symbols, it begins to make more sense.”
Nanako brightened. “Oh! I think i get it! So, it would be adding two plus tow plus two.”
Souji snorted, bringing tea to the table where Naoto and Nanako were at work. “Naoto, I have seen her homework. She doesn’t have any math problems tonight.”
Naoto raised an eyebrow, crossing their arms defensively. “That doesn’t mean she can’t learn something new. It’s not my fault that schoolwork is often highly limiting.”
Sitting down to nestle into Naoto’s side, Souji hummed in affirmation. “I know. I’m just questioning your choice of a lesson. She’s seven, Naoto.”
“And she picked it up anyway,” Naoto said.
“Yeah, big sib,” Nanako exclaimed. “Plus, Naoto’s really good at teaching, and they didn’t start folding my scrap paper.”
Naoto turned, wide-eyed, to Souji. “You did not.”
“Tattletale,” Souji accused, hiding their eyes from Naoto by using their hand as a barrier and sliding closer to the floor.
“You ate my yogurt yesterday,” Nanako said, refusing to back down, even as she laughed at Souji’s antics.
“Souji, you cannot tell me that you have been using your younger sister’s homework for origami practice.”
“I haven’t,” Souji defended from the floor. “I used her scrap paper. It’s different.”
Naoto rolled their eyes, pulling Souji’s head onto their lap. “I can’t believe you.”
“Mmmhmm,” Souji responded. “I know.”
Nanako looked at them both, thoughtfully. “They give me the cranes they make, though. Don’t be too mad.”
Naoto smiled at her. “I’m not mad. Your sibling is just very silly sometimes.” They paused for a moment. “Just don’t turn those cranes in for a grade.”
