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xi

CHAPTER XI ; FACT CHECK!

the sky was now painted in a soft hue of gray with clouds covering the remaining sun rays which relieved the soaking y/n from worrying about sunscreen lotion dripping stickily onto their cheeks.

from relentless drops of rain, rain puddles would have been an absolute problem with people wearing low cut loafers and, regrettably, a new pair of white socks but somehow, it's the only thing horrendously soaking wet on y/n as they follow cracks along the pavements they're walking.

the whole scene felt like it came from a movie segment. utterly cliché yet you wouldn't not let a sigh slip out of your lips and awe gloss over your eyes. if it weren't for that one background noise you have been trying to tune out, the scene would be picture-perfect.

"are you sure you don't want a cab?" shouted fushiguro with his torso almost out of the window sill.

"nah, i'm good!" you replied, assuming that you heard the male correctly under the thundering rain.

fushiguro does not deny the fact that y/n is a neutrally good child. he can remember how the obedient acts the child had done in the past. regardless of that, they do have some stubbornness rooted in their system, as if to contradict the inherent obedience they have.

but he knows the teen is stubborn, just not this stubborn.

"can you at least listen to me for once?" fushiguro almost bit back on his words, realizing how his words can be mistaken with feelings. "you're mom's gonna kill me."

another fact fushiguro knows it's not worth doubting over is how eerie one's expression can be in a distance. blank expressions are things he can cope with, well, since we are talking about the megumi fushiguro, part time senior high trainwreck and proud owner of the well-known resting bitch face. but within , who knows what that person might do? would they just run and pounce at you? summon some kind of portal and potentially end your life? the world's bound with countless of possibilities.

though in this moment, y/n turned normally to his direction with a smile worth punching, at least in fushiguro's opinion.

"mom's not a boss of you!" the teen pulled a thumbs-up matched with a smile, as if it would appease the growing anxiety fushiguro had harbored the minute his junior stepped out of his house.

the flurry of emotions fushiguro is going through wouldn't be too obvious considering the fact that he has been emotionally constipated from the day he step foot on earth, though the subject these emotions are directed to can be easily mistaken.

the chances of you getting in danger is not what keeps fushiguro's hair on its ends.

it's what around you would happen if you keep up with your bullshit. that, undoubtedly (and i mean, undoubtedly), would keep him on edge.

getting called out by the local boarding school just to find out that your 'supposed sister' is bothering students by banging a loosely attached metal board at night is not ideal for fushiguro.

therefore, there's no way you're getting away from this.

"you'll regret this!"

"turning down fushiguro-san's offers? i just might!"

okay, maybe you did get away with it.

"well- just. . . try not to die?"

"i'm trying!" y/n smiled though they're pretty sure fushiguro wouldn't have seen it for they already have turned a corner away from his sight.