Tongue Slip

what doesnt kill you makes you stronger

Dedicated to aylercypher
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Saturday was spring and I day and so out of routine I found myself downstairs preparing breakfast for the both of us.

Bacon, omelettes and pancakes came in handy and somehow it feels like a damn cliché I think as I nice the butter for the pancakes.

I know that is not how it should be because my life is anything but cliché. 

I guess that is why I let Saturday be like that. To bring a balance of normalcy in my usually busy schedule.

I try to focus on the job at hand and as much as I love cooking, I find myself thinking that maybe I should be making more time to spend with Spring.

I mean,when was the last time we just hung out as siblings? Apart from the occasional Saturday breakfast?

I turned around to grab a plate for the pancakes when I spotted Spring seated on one of the kitchen stools staring at me.

I froze immediately.

I had not expected him until later on.

For once he seemed sober on a Saturday considering his parting habits.

"Oh..Hi?" I smiled

"Hi." He smiled back.

"Just making breakfast ..." I said nervously.

"I can see that. Need some help?"
He flipped his head back in order to remove the stray lock falling over his eyes.

His hair was growing long, he should get a hair cut. I thought.

I looked around at the work I had done. I was almost through.

"You could set the table...I guess." I shrugged.

"Cool." He said and stood up.

Apparently my brother is the one who says cool to me. I happen to be that much uncool.

I picked the plate and turned back to the pan.

"You know, I kinda miss you sometimes." He said catching me off guard.

I froze yet again.

We never said that to each other. Like ever.

In fact nobody has ever said that to me except... Well...let's not go there way.

I take a deep breathe before answering.

"I'm right here." I reply keeping my voice low.

I could feel the emotion laced in it.

"Soo close yet so far away." He replies just as low.

"sometimes it is as if am alone, you know?" He said in more of a question than a statement.