senku / reader
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If love took the form of a door, Senku would never leave. If love took the form of spring, you would be kissing dandelions into the breeze.
Maybe if you did it enough times, Senku would grow curious from watch...
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Senku was five years old when he last remembered going to a summer festival with his dad.
"The science of gunpowder lives in the hearts of many, and gives hope for the future." His dad said. He only said it because of the firework display that they were watching that night.
Byakuya intended Senku to have some childish fun at the festival, but he was presented with nothing but his son piecing on how the fireworks came to be. Senku thought his dad was having more fun with the way his person carried a bunch of ornaments and trinkets from the different festival booths.
"I guess. But gunpowder gives hope for the future? that's so sentimental it icks me.'' Senku complained, almost confused.
"You know Senku, NASA just found a planet where parents are allowed to have fun, bonding moments with their kids." This gets the kid's attention. "It's called Earth."
Senku grumbles at this, almost annoyed by how he fell for his dad's teasing while the older man snickers at his annoyance.
"I just don't see the point in this." He huffs and gives his back towards his dad. "Can we go home early? if we stay any longer, it'll add more probability to the apartment getting caught on fire since I left my capacitor bank on the floor, still plugged."
"You what?!" Senku unknowingly grinned mischievously, watching his dad fall for his trap. Of course making something like that and leaving the house would make Senku check twice to unplug it before leaving it unattained. Though the possibility still stands if the capacitor bank still contains some electrical charge, setting the apartment on fire for a second time doesn't feel needed.
"Yeah, and it'll be pretty bad if it catches on fire—"
"Oh, Mr. Ishigami!" A stranger, senku notes. They call out for his dad, removing his old man's worry and directing his attention to the newcomer.
"Ohh, it's you—!" His dad calls out before they lose themselves in catching up on whatever, Senku felt bored from their conversation.
It was laughable at how easy it was to distract his dad from something like possibly having their apartment burned.
Senku watches as his dad and his co-worker get a chance to share in idle chatter. But for him, he takes this as a chance to get away from the crowded space.
And so he runs off into the forest. Not too far, not wanting to risk being lost and alone with only the weird phenomenon following him. That weird phenomenon being the moon. Only far enough for the sky to not be blinded with the lights of the festival.
Only the moon held the night apart. If it were to let go, Senku would be walking in an endless abyss with a few trails of light behind him. There was barely anyone around as well. It only saved him from talking to any worried adults that would send him back to the noisy celebration.
