"Are you ready?"
Byakuya didn't respond.
Instead, he buried his face deeper into his husband's shoulder as he feels his thumb rub more comforting circles into his own shoulder.
Byakuya hasn't been able to sleep, eat, or speak since he got the email. The last thing he spoke was to Yasuhiro.
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To: Aloysius Pennyworth
I've finally rebuilt the empire, you can work for me once again, and leave that hellhole my father runs. I look forward to seeing you once more.
Sincerely, Byakuya Togami
Sent 2:41am
From: Aloysius Pennyworth
We regret to inform you that the owner of this email account is no longer with us.
Our sincerest apologies, Google Team
Sent 2:42am
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It was a mistake.
Byakuya was sure of it.
Aloysius had promised him.
He promised that he'd work here, not just for but with Byakuya.
There was no way this was real.
Maybe that just meant he got a new email?
Or maybe his father had logged into Aloysius' account and sent it?
"Yo, Kuya! Your butler guy answer yet?"
No, none of those explanations made any sense.
It was real.
The first person he'd ever been able to trust was really gone.
"Yasuhiro he... He's dead."
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