Family Night

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Do I exist? Ch 2 OHSHC BXB fanfic

Family Night

Haruhis POV

I listen to my little twin brother tell our Dad about his German project. He's so cute, I have to protect him, the way he gets excited about little things or how he tilts his head to the side when he's confused, are habits that he hates. But I think he's perfect. I do wonder why he has no friends though. With all his amazing qualities, ignoring his chronic lateness, it's quite shocking he has only had one friend in his life. If only he talked to the host club, maybe he would have some other people to talk to.

Now that I think about it he does talk, earlier today he told them it was family night but they didn't respond. Was he not loud enough, no that's not it, are they just oblivious, nope he's there, I mean how can you ignore a human that directly talking to you. Maybe he's bullied, I doubt it though, he shows no signs of it. It has to be social anxiety. I've asked him before and he shrugs it off, maybe he doesn't know the reason either.

And after we write the article we have to have someone else critically read it and then we need to submit it along with the other five components I mentioned earlier. Itsuki continues to talk, his hand moving with his words, I think he is almost finished with this rant.

That's my amazing son! Who are you going to have read it? Dad asks, Sukis face pales slightly but he covers it with a smile.

Ill ask a classmate, of course. Id ask Haru but it's all in German. He says, his sparkly aura lessening at the mention of other people, more things that could point towards social anxiety. How's the bar dad? he asks.

Oh it's good, we had such handsome customers today, he sighed dreamily it made me feel even more handsome just being in their presence. he continues his daydream while Suki and I share a look.

But you're already perfect, Suki tells him, dad squeals and tackles Suki in a hug. I swear Dad reminds me of someone. Haruhi, help. the newly squished Suki pleads. I laugh and go to help him out of our father's grasp.

Dad you should let go, he shakes his head at me, I sigh guess I'll have to eat dinner all by myself. Suki wails at the notion of no food, he loves my cooking and attempts to get Dad off him.

Daaaaad! We can't miss dinner, Harus cooking is amazing, it would be a sin to miss it, you need to let go. he urges my Dad to release him, Dad does but not without a broken cry.

My son! You must let Daddy hug you! I am your father. I just want what's best for you! Hurry! Come back to meeeeee! Suki giggles, but shrieks when dad starts chasing him around the table. As they joke around I check on the food. It tastes fine to me so I put it into bowls and call the hooligans to come and get it.

Itsukis POV

What game are we playing later? I ask, inhaling Harus scrumptious food. Dad laughs at my enthusiasm and Haru shakes her head at my lacking manners.

Don't talk with your mouth full, and I think it's Dad's turn to pick the game. Haru answers. Dads face brightens since he can pick the game. Harus not very competitive but me and Dad have an ongoing war on who can win the most family night games in a year, the winner has to do all the other chores for a month of the winners choice. The only issue is that we have to exclude Haruhi from the tally of wins because for the last three years technically she's been undefeated. Dad and I have to say that second place is the winner and Haru just shakes her head at our childish antics.

Soooo. what game are we playing? I innocently ask Dad hoping he will choose a game worthy of our competition, he ponders his choice while we finish our food. Will he pick Monopoly, Sorry, or a card game? I can't wait, I know I'm going to win this one, it's going to be epic!

I know, he says, making a fist with one hand and slamming it into his other hand's palm, that's where Haru must've gotten it from, he declares the game we shall commence our next battle while playing Shoots and Ladders Ultimate Edition!

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