[A/N: Currently on polish mountains & one step away from Slovakia but that won't stop me from updating.]
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- Get to it, Rūna. Tell us what's wrong. - Sora stated after placing a hand on her hip, already tired from a conversation that hadn't even started.
Arūna lay on her stomach on Sora's living room sofa. Her arms stayed stiff at her sides, unmoving while Arūna faced the cushion pressed against her. She refused to look up at the other two people standing beside her. Arūna remained silent.
Sora rolled her eyes at the silent treatment. She didn't have any more energy to lecture Arūna.
- Come on, Arū'chan... You called Sora'chan for a reason, didn't you?
Arūna perked her head at Akari's assumption. She stared at the armrest part of the sofa in front of her, her eyes almost closed. Arūna rested her head on the cushion again while Sora pressed her lips into a thin line. She crossed her arms & impatiently tapped her foot on the hardwood floor. Akari pouted at Arūna's silence & reluctant mannerisms.
- Arū'chan, I don't want t-
- It's about Oikawa, isn't it?
Arūna continued her silence as Akari glanced at Sora with a slightly surprised expression. Sora uncrossed her arms & let her hand fall, laying down on her waist. She tilted her head towards Akari.
- You're a lot more blunt than I thought you were... - Akari mumbled as she gently hugged a sofa pillow to her chest.
Sora sat on the other sofa in the living room, which was closer to the TV & she crossed her legs. Sora propped one arm on the top of the futon while the other lay by her side. Akari sat down next to Sora, feeling a shiver run up her spine as her eyes fell to Sora's chest. She wondered how Sora wasn't cold because, like Akari, she was only wearing a tank top.
Sora's head fell on top of the sofa as she collected her thoughts. Everything was running all over the place in her mind, making an almost unresolvable mess at the moment.
- All that's left is for Rūna to actually tell us what happened since she clearly can't deal with this alone anymore.
- What about Oikawa? Hasn't he said anything yet?
Arūna's head perked up again.
- Beats me. - Sora shrugged. - It's so annoying, honestly. There's such an obvious problem, but the only two people involved in it aren't doing anything about it. Not even the sulking tryhard ball of depression is trying anymore. - she gestured toward Arūna with her hand.
- Oh, come on, Sora'chan. We're still technically children.
- We're too old to be called that.
Akari smiled.
- It's alright. We'll grow into fine, tall children. - she answered. - But... Arū'chan, maybe you should tell us. It's what you came to do here anyway.
Arūna let out a small groan:
- ...Fine. But I'm not gonna sit or look at you.
- Just get on with it already. - Sora sighed a sigh of relief.
There was clear but light distress in Sora's tone once she complained. She was so used to Arūna always saying out-of-pocket nonsense & gossiping about everything & anything that the sudden silence pushed her off the bridge rather quickly.
YOU ARE READING
- tutoring sessions // oikawa tooru.
Fanfic- ...You know, Rūna'chan, you are very smart, but there are still many things you don't even know how to do. I think... - he traced his hand towards the girl's. - I think I could teach you a few things as well. He held her hand. - Like what, then? ...
