Chapter 33

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Ring... Ring... Ring...

Day's phone rings. The tall, sleepy figure took his phone out of his pants pocket before accepting the call. Itt, who was lying in Day's arms, moved slightly, but he did not wake up yet.

"What's up, Night?" Day answered the phone when he saw it was his brother's number calling.

(P' Day, where are you?") Night spoke in a low voice.

"My friend's house. Is something wrong? Why do you sound like that?" Day immediately asked because he could tell something was wrong by the way his brother was speaking.

("It's nothing. I feel like I have a cold.") the young man said.

"So, have you gone to Gear's house yet?" Day asked again.

(I'm waiting for Four to come pick me up.") Night replied.

"What's wrong, Night? Your tone sounds a bit strange," Day asked again, lowering his voice when he saw Itt starting to move a little.

("P' Day... the two of us are brother, right?") Night asked. Day frowned in suspicion.

"Yes, we are," Day replied.

("P' Day loves me very much, right?") Night asked again.

"Yes, I love you more than myself," Day said.

("You love me so much that you could do evil things for me, is that right?") Night asked. Day was silent for a moment when he heard this.

"I can do bad or evil things. For you, I can do anything. What's wrong... Night?" Day replied in a serious tone.

Day heard some commotion coming from the other end of the line, but he didn't ask anything. He was just thinking about what his younger brother had asked and why his voice was sounding like this?

("So, tomorrow, will you pick me up from Gear's house, P' Day? Come a little late in the morning. I have something I want to talk to you about, brother to brother, P' Day. The two of us hardly talk to each other anymore," Night said back.

"Okay... then tomorrow morning, I'll come pick you up. Until then, take care of yourself," Day said back.

("I will... That's all.") Night said before hanging up the phone. Day looked at his phone with a worried expression before turning to look at Itt, who still had his eyes closed.

Tap, tap...

Day lightly patted Itt's face to wake him up.

"Ugh... That hurts," Itt yelled softly, in annoyance, before slowly opening his eyes and waking up.

"What's wrong with you? I slapped your face softly, Itt? Do you want to be slapped harder? Wake up, now. Get your head off my arm. Damn. My arm is all numb now. Pillows are available for you to lay your head on, not my arm. You went and used my arm for support instead," Day complained.

"You're the one who put your arm underneath my head," Itt argued back as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head. Day extended his arm in front of Itt. The figure sat and stared blankly at Day.

"What?" Itt asked.

"Massage my arm. It's numb now. You made it this way," Day ordered. Itt huffed but gave him a good massage.

"So, where are you going now?" Itt asked curiously.

"What time is it?" Day turned to look at the clock.

"It's after 8, so I'm probably going to head back to the condo. Why do you ask?" Day asked.

"Are you coming back?" Itt asked again.

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