humaling, semishira.

21 : "it's about mom."

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SEMI EITA
"dad just texted
me saying he's
gonna get home
late today..."

eita and kenjirou were the only ones in the living room right now since asami and atsuko went upstairs just after dinner.

eita didn't mind because he knew atsuko missed their mother and it was a good way for them to spend time together.

"i wonder why..."

SEMI EITA
"by the way, did you
and your dad talk
already...?"

kenjirou was taken aback by eita's question. although, he didn't mind answering.

"no... i haven't
really asked him
why he called me
that time and he
didn't say anything
too, so..."

kenjirou shrugged and heard the ash-blonde hum softly.

SEMI EITA
"are you sleepy
already? you can
head first, ya know?"

the copper haired rolled his eyes before making himself comfortable on the couch.

"who said i
was sleepy?"

SEMI EITA
"no one. that's why
i asked, stupid kenjirou."

"i told you many
times already to
call me shirabu."

SEMI EITA
"and i didn't listen
every single time."

eita stuck his tongue out at the younger, making the latter roll his eyes playfully at the other's childishness.

"why do you even
prefer kenjirou...
it sounds kinda
formal and serious
when people say it..."

SEMI EITA
"why are you so
bothered, huh?
you don't like it?
you can tell me."

kenjirou thought for a while.

he admits that he wasn't used to being called using his first name by people who didn't know him that long.

but eita's case was different.

it sounded refreshing and deep down, kenjirou knew he liked it more.

when eita noticed kenjirou's silence, he thought he had to give him an explanation.

SEMI EITA
"you probably don't
remember this, but..."