(👆That photo above, that's Nobita's uncle)
Nobita stands up and bends down, taking the album and showing it to her, pointing at the man, "who is this person?... Why is he in almost every family photo? ... What was our relationship with him?... what's his relationship with mom?... Did I have an accident? Why did he save me?... Tell me aunty...tell me".
Akira hesitates, contemplating whether she say something or not but then she sighs , "Son, I suggest you ask your parents about these, you know... it's not really my place to reveal this..."
"... Fine" , Nobita wipes his tears, his head still throbbing, "I am taking this album with me aunty... I'll return it later".
"...Well.. Alright... No problem" , Akira nods her head, agreeing. There was no point in hiding anything anymore anyway since he had already started to remember, "Umm... I'll come with you".
"No aunty, it's okay... I can go, you should rest" , Nobita says in a reassuring tone.
"No can do, I'm coming with you, shall we go? Or you wanna stay a little more and calm down first?"
Nobita sighs, "I'm having a headache aunty...my head is throbbing, it would be better if i go home now but... I don't know if Mom, Dad still at home or already left for work... brother... I don't think brother will tell me anything... If i go home now i don't think my headache will go away, I won't be able to sit still until I know everything... Aunty please be honest with me, you know... who is this person and the other, you know what are these fragments of memories I'm seeing, right?" , Nobita asks, almost in a desperate tone.
Akira, not knowing what to say, sighs and nods her head, "I.. knew... We knew...".
Nobita eyes widened at the revelation, "E-..Even Dekisugi?... Uncle?" , he asks to which he receives another nod in response.
"What about my brother?"
"He too..."
"Everyone knew..." , Nobita can't believe, he was missing out a piece of him and no one even cared to tell him? Why?
His head feeling like it's getting hammered by someone or something, he spoke again, "Why? Why didn't anyone told me?"
"...Son... you should ask your parents later, they will answer your every question...you know, however close we maybe but it's not my place to say anything".
"... It's okay aunty... you don't have to tell me if you can't... I'll wait... I'll-.. I'll stay here a little more aunty... there's no point in returning right now anyway...".
"......" , Akira sighs , " okay son, rest up and rest your head, don't think about anything" , She say, patting his shoulder and leaves the room, closing the door on the way out.
Nobita slumps down on the bed, holding his head in his hands, " How? How can I not think about anything aunty? I literally don't have memories of my childhood... How come I never realised? I never realised I was missing a part of me...I was missing my base and no one ever cared to tell me? Why?... I have so many questions going in my head... how can I not think about anything?..".
Nobita opens the album again, flipping through the photos and looking intently at each photo, at that man's face, trying to recall anything, just anything that he can but the more he tries, the more his head hurts.
"Dammit..." , He mutters, closing the book and putting it aside. His headache was not helping anything. He shift in bed, getting under the blanket.
"...It still has his scent..."
Nobita holds the blanket close to him, snuggling in the bed, the scent providing him some comfort.
"...You knew as well... but well I can't expect you to tell me since I was avoiding you for as long as I can remember...why?... I forgot about you... I forgot about my promise... how did you feel?..." , Nobita mumbles as he slowly drifts to sleep, Dekisugi's scent engulfing him in the form of blanket, lulling him to sleep.
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Fanfiction"I liked her"........."But did you really like her or..... were you just used to making yourself like her?" Welcome to a story of Nobita realising his true feelings and slowly falling for his mister right. Sorry I'm not good at writing discriptions...