I'm Seeing Double || usotsukii
Hattori is a night owl for sure. Obviously because he works long nights at a bar, but on the nights were he has work off he spends it at Akiteru’s apartment and since his sleeping schedule is already messed up; Hattori is often still awake in the middle of the night. Much to Akiteru’s annoyance who has early morning classes.
Therefore, Hattori keeps himself busy when Akiteru is sleeping by of course looking through the blonde’s personal things. A box full of trophies from middle school has already been unpacked and many of the gold pieces are scatter all over the living room, pictures are in his hands as he looks through them, trying to find one that could be use for blackmail.
"Ha! Evidence confiscated!"
Hattori smirks when he finds a toddler picture of Akiteru, yet something is off about it..
"Did he always wear glasses?" Hatorri leans in closer, taking a better look at the blonde in the photo before looking for more picture through the pile.
"…why does he look so pissy?" Hattori blinks when he finds a picture of Akiteru in his teens and the raven couldn’t believe these images. He takes out his cellphone to open up a picture he took of the blonde not to long ago and compare the two.
"How….why did this happen? When? I….how?" He stumbles on his words. How did someone so energetic and lively came from such being such a piss ant.
That’s when the living room lights went on and Hattori has been caught red handed. There is Akiteru standing in the doorway, looking sleep deprived, and ready to tie Hattori to a chair.
"Morning, sunshine." Hattori chuckles as he holds up the pictures and mocks Akiteru’s pissy nature in the photos. .
Except, that wasn’t Akiteru at all in any of those the photos.
Akiteru knew full well what Hattori was doing. He could hear the riflings and rummages of his friend—in fact it even woke him up from his sleep—but really the blond was just too tired to do anything. All there was was just little trinkets and medals from middle school, nothing too personal really.
Wait!—
Suddenly, he shot upright, a bad feeling creeping over him. Those pictures were there, weren't they? What if he saw them and thought 'what a brother complex freak'? Akiteru leaped out of bed with great speed, careful not to trip over his blankets, and raced to the living room of his apartment only to stop at the sight of everything.
"You... found... them..."
Akiteru growled as he stomped across the living room, snatching the pictures of his brother away from Hattori. He was so flustered to the point that he didn't know whether he should be angry or embarrassed or both.
"How did you find these? Why did you get them out?"
Akiteru fell back onto his couch, having no energy. Really, if only he could have gotten more sleep instead of having to deal with all of this.
