Light Reunion!

4: Plans

  Kaidou's in the middle of colouring in a fire engine when his phone vibrates. He inquisitively picks it up to investigate the message. To his delight, it's from Aren.

Kuboyasu_A: There is a flee market setting up for the weekend. Would you like to go with me?

Kaidou giggles to himself. It's a little endearing how Aren insists on using perfect grammar for his messages as a way to seem formal, and "sophisticated". Shun typed up a message response.

xJetblackwings!x: yesszzs! When are we goin?

xJetblackwings!x: im exccited!!

Kaidou's writing has never been great, but it's much worse when they're in littlespace. He sits up, beaming. Now, the prospect of hanging out with Aren outside of school - possibly alone with him - was a real possibility! And it's going to happen, because Kaidou is definitely going. Maybe he could buy Aren a gift! Or they might hug… Shun is positively bouncing with anticipation. They don't go out much anyway, only to school, perhaps a ramen place or a store, and back home. So this little outing could be really fun if Kaidou can just remember to write it down.

Kuboyasu_A: Saturday at 2pm. We shall meet outside of your house, yes?

xJetblackwings!x: yep thats good! I cant wate!

But then there was a harsh knock on Shun's bedroom door. They sit up with a start. "You better be studying!" Mother's voice rings through the door, and she pops on the door with her knuckles again.
  "Yes!" Kaidou calls back, using their loudest voice possible, to make sure she can hear them. As if she doesn't, she'll be storming in within the next minute to verify that her son is doing exactly what she expects, at this exact moment. Shun clutches the wet patch on the collar of his shirt to hide it. His mother would probably get vicious if she saw him chewing on something like a little kid - even though chewing on things, and fidgeting helps him focus.
Although this chewing junk has been a staple of Kaidou's life since, well, forever? They've always been prone to biting skin off of their lip otherwise, and that hurts. But there's more important things than that, Aren and him will be hanging out! They stare at their phone for a few seconds, avidly awaiting a new message from Kuboyasu, but none come. So he returns his attention back to the fire engine he's colouring.

Kaidou is brushing his teeth. He's doing it later than he's supposed to, as usual. He's forgetful of many things, even basic stuff like taking care of his hygiene. He bounces up and down on his feet, and spins around in circles as he brushes. He managed to avoid dinner with the family, by pretending to be in the middle of a highly important studying session for a test. A test that does in fact exist, however Shun would rather do anything else than study for it, especially when he's little. Little Kaidou likes colouring, and playing with toys, and running around, not boring, stupid studying. Besides, mother had left his dinner topped with a plate so it didn't cool down too fast, so now he could eat it alone in his room. Kaidou hums to himself as he colours. He can be rather independent in littlespace, but how nice would it be to have someone to look after him?

They pop their toothbrush back in the pot, and yawn. It's been a long day. Shun scoops up Prickly from the cabinet where he propped them, and opens the bathroom door.
  "Kaidou?" Shun hides Prickly behind his back and takes a breath. Their mother stands in the hall, wearing her night robe, and slippers. "Why aren't you in bed? You're supposed to be in bed by nine. It's nine thirty." She states, tone blunt. Shun's eyes dart to the floor. They hate when their mommy talks like this - sometimes they wish she'd just give them a hug. He summons his best grown-up voice and replies.
    "Was too busy with studying… Lost track of time." He manages, squeezing Prickly tightly behind his back. Mother raises an eyebrow, and Kaidou momentarily fears she's seen through him.
        "Right. Well, hurry to bed." She mutters, walking past him and entering the bathroom. Shun exhales, and clutches Prickly to his chest. He scampers back to his room, and hastily shuts the door. He really needs to set an alarm - or a few - to remember to do this junk. Mother will only accept such an excuse so many times before she gets uncomfortably suspicious.

Shun nestles under his blanket, and cuddles Prickly. For comfort, he slips his finger in his mouth, and suckles on it gently. The market trip with Aren runs round his brain until he eventually passes out.

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A/N: this is a shorter chapter, but... I'm sorry I've been sick lately but I still wanted to update this mess of a fic