𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞'𝐬

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

"We're home"
"You two come home late today-"

The woman stopped once she saw her youngest son in the arms of his older brother. "Haru!"

Hearing his name being mentioned, haru turned his head towards his mother, nose blotchy and eyes with pink rings. Ruto signed to nako that he's going to bring haru to his room (ruto's room). Nako nodded and ran to the kitchen to make a cup of hot milk for haru.

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Opening the door without any struggle, ruto slowly placed haru on the bed with black silk sheet. He dug into the small cabinet beside his bed. Rummaging through the pile of clothes (mostly haru's) he smiled when his hand touched a soft figure. Pulling out the fluff, he put it beside haru and put haru's hands around it.

Recognising the fluff of the plush, haru sleepily snuggled closer, feeling safe with the hint of ruto's versace on it.

(Here's the plush)

Small flashback cause why not

"Rutooooooooo"

Silence.

"RutoOOoOOooO"

Silence.

"Rut-"

"What do you want, haru?"

Ruto said looking away from his phone towards the boy on the hospital bed. Long story short, haru fainted at school and brought to the hospital and went through chemo—which he utterly despise.

"I'm boredddddddddd" a pout evident on his face. Ruto rolled his eyes at the sudden change of language. He don't mind tho. Haru did that often. Planning to tease the younger, ruto put on a straight face.

"So?"

"Play with meeeeeeeeeee"

"No"

"Pleaseeeeeeee"

"No"

"Rutoooooooooooo pleaseeeeeeeeee"

....

"No"

Fed up, haru dramatically flung his hands into the air and covered himself with his fav blankie that ruto brought. "I don't want to talk to you a.ny.more." haru said, intending to sulk. Ruto giggled softly at the covered boy. Sulky haru is cute, and ruto enjoy seeing him all pouty and attention-seeking in a good way of course.

Ruto then put his phone on the sofa and pulled a paper bag behind it. He took out something out of the bag and walked towards the still sulking haru on the bed. The bed could fit two people so ruto sat on the bed and put the thing under the blankie along with haru.

He could heard a small and short squeak of excitement but kept quiet, wanting to see haru react to it. The blanket slowly pulled downwards, revealing a smiley haru with the fox plush in his arms. "For me?"

He asked shyly. Ruto giggled once more and nodded, while his right hands ruffles his twin's brown lock. Haru gasped and hugged ruto tightly, startling the older. "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

Shocked but mirrored the hug, ruto rubbed the younger's back slow and soft. A smile still permanent on his face. After a few minutes, they let go.

"Why don't you name it?"

"Let me think hmmmmm what about ruru?"

"Ruru huh? Not bad"

"Yeay ruru! Imma tell mom later hehe"

End of  flashback

A soft knock and the creak of the door could be heard by the oldest watanabe. He looked towards the door and saw nako peeping her head into the room, a cup of hot milk in hand. Ruto let go of haru's hand he was massaging and took the cup from the short woman, placing it on the cabinet beside his bed.

Nako smiled at ruto gratefully, patting his shoulder. "You can clean yourself up if you want to. You smells like cookie dough"

The whisper tickles his heart, he then nodded and took out a tee and shorts to change into. Watching her son walked into the bathroom, she slowly made her way towards the sleeping figure on the bed.

Haru layed there looking peaceful and unbothered. Nako sat beside her youngest son and looked at him fondly. Her small hand made its way to gently brush the brunette's lock. As she pulled away her hand, a bunch of hair stuck between her fingers, resulting a wave of sadness.

'Haru....'

A sob. She felt bad.

'I'm so sorry...'

She slowly and carefully bend down to hug her son. She stayed in the posture for a few minutes before sitting back straight, with tears rolling down her chubby cheeks. Bending down once more, she placed her lips on haru's forehead, muttering small i love you's.

Nako stood up straight, wiping away the wet trails on her fair cheeks. She turned around, heading to the door and before she could open it, a voice broke her shield.

"It's never your fault. Haru won't like it if you keep blaming yourself that way, ma"

A sob urged to escape. But nako shut her mouth tight and left the room, hand still on her mouth. Ruto stood there still, his hand forming a fist. Everything he saw and heard, from haru or nako, it's painful for him. He had to be strong for them. Their dad was no longer there, ruto is the only one left.

With his own fist, he punched his chest. Punch. Punch. Punch. The wave of sadness in his chest that he pushed back. The wave of pain from the twin connection. The burden he felt for nako. The hard times he bare for haru. The responsibilities on his shoulders. Ruto refused to let them free.

Let this feeling goes on until haru officially free from his cancer.

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Not proofread :)