Dear Kousei Arima,
My heart thumps inside my chest.
"...you have no choice but to love me." I sob.
My kid brother's head turns, his eyes widening.
I let my urge to kick him in the leg win, and he yelps.
I dash in the other direction.
At least run after me, you moron.
Tears cloud my vision, and at that moment I notice my heaving breath.
Never mind, I don't want you to hurt more than you already do.
Although I'm far, his eyes pierce my back.
I wanted to say something... but for some reason, I haven't been able to reach the shore recently.
A little like you these past two years, Kousei.
The storm dies down before returning.
I'm sorry.
My hand wipes the tears.
For not being the one who saves you from the ocean's depths.
The backpack weighs on me every stride.
For confronting you this way.
I slow my breath, halting in front of my house.
It's stupid, I know. It's not like we can change the past.
I glance at Kousei's house, but my body betrays the gaze.
My heart will understand; I already let her "win" plenty today.
But I wish we could reframe things...
The door slams behind me as I remove my shoes.
If only you would see me through the same lens- the same camera, even
I sprint up the stairs.
"Tsubaki?" my mom calls.
I crash on my bed, face-first. Her steps approach my room.
Long arms cradle me as if I'm a baby.
through which my soul sees you.
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Reframe - Tsubaki x Kousei
FanfictionKousei Arima, despite his musical talent, lived fourteen years of mostly devastation, with occasional respite with his "sister" Tsubaki and the notorious Watari. At first, he attributed his change in spirit to the arrival of the capricious, passion...
