second try [sxf x child! reader]

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As soon as they got home, Akira flopped onto the couch with his face buried into a pillow. What had he done? What did he do? Why...?

"Do you want some cookies?" Yor called from the kitchen. "I bought them at the grocery store."

"No thanks," Akira's muffled voice answered back. "I'm good."

Loid wasn't home yet.. probably still out at the meeting of his.

"Yum!" Anya said, followed by the sounds of someone eating a particularly crunchy cookie.

"Might be better if we added milk," Yor said.

"Yeah!"

Akira groaned softly. Something was hurting... but what?

It was late that night when Loud finally came home. Yor and Anya were already asleep or at least in bed but Akira was still buried in the couch.

"What..." Loid murmured as he closed the door behind him and hung up his green hat. "Akira what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Loid set down his stuff and moved over to sit on the couch. His tone sounded genuinly worried. "Doesn't seem like nothing to me."

Akira huffed, "It is nothing." He wasn't in the mood of talking or anything of the sort.

"I'm your father, Akira," Loid said kindly. "I wouldn't want you to be suffering without my knowing."

Akira pushed himself into a sitting position. "I hurt someone today."

Loid raised an eyebrow, "Elaboration would be nice."

Akira bit back a growl of frustration. "Anya was in trouble... I couldn't think of any other way to get out of it so I grabbed a knife- and returned it when I was done, by the way- just in case. I used it on... on this guy. He was trying to rip off Anya's uniform and sell it for money."

Loid fell silent for a moment. "Did you try asking Yor for help?"

"No," Akira shook his head, suddenly feeling very stupid. "I mean... I'm kind of used to solving problems on my own since... since before no one would help me." He hesitated. "Problems were like tests, in Ketsueki. If we couldn't solve them ourselves..." He trailed off with a sigh.

Loid gave him a soft smile, "Well, now, you can ask us for help."

Akira nodded. "Thanks."

Loid stood, "Let's get to bed, alright? It's getting kind of late."

"Okay," Akira paused before struggling to his feet and starting to his and Anya's room but stopped, his fingers lingering over the door knob. "Um... Could I-"

"Sure," Loid had already guessed what he was going to say and led him to Loid's room where he brushed his teeth and crawled into bed. 

"Thank you," Akira murmured quietly as Loid pulled some blankets over his shoulders. 

Loid smiled and scooted onto the bed besides Akira, "Good night."

Akira woke in the middle of the night, unsure why. His entire body was tingling... Mom and Dad. 

"Dad?" Akira whispered quietly. 

Loid let out a grunting sound. "Go to sleep, Akira."

Akira moved closer to him, hesitating before reaching it up and pressing his fingers against Loid's arm. "I'm scared, Dad."

There was a short moment of silence before Loid sighed, "Alright, come here."

Akira squeezed his eyes shut. What am I doing? He curled into Loid's side and felt his dad's arm reach over him and give him a tight nudge. Warmth slowly spread through Akira... but it wasn't physical warmth because he was still trembling from the cold of the night. It was something he rarely felt. Rare moments with his parents as a kid where he'd be free of the blood and gore... nights with Anya spent staring up at the ceiling and comforting each other, and now. Now, his second try at a new life with an adoring sister, a helpful dad, and a caring mother. They loved him... he thought. He guessed.

"Love you," he murmured into the quiet.

In the dark, Loid's eyes widened before he smiled. "Love you too, Akira."