Drizzles of a Symphony • Semi Eita

❥ twelfth drizzle.

 ❥ Soulmate AU; Where your soulmate gets a mark on his skin, the moment you fall in love with him.

• Semi x Een •

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My little brother, similar to Semi, did not believe in soulmates.

It wasn't that he didn't think there really were people who were made for each other... He did. He believed that alright.

He just didn't believe that the person who shared the same mark as him, should be the person who he had to be involved with for the rest of his life.

"I have someone I like," He tells me when he comes back home after dinner.

I almost drop the pot of chicken I am holding, when Takeru tells me that.

"WHAT?" I yell, placing the pot on the table.

"I like someone. And I don't care whether he is my soulmate or not, whether we have the same pattern; that doesn't matter to me." Takeru takes a seat in front of me, taking a spoon to scoop up the bite-sized pieces of meat.

I wasn't sure what surprised me more; that fact that he 'liked' someone or the fact that he had referred to the person as a 'he'.

"You won't judge me for liking a guy, would you?" He wants to know. I shake my head, taking a seat in front of him. I can only follow his footsteps and take a spoon myself, eating the chicken like he was doing.

So much for preparing a proper meal.

"I wouldn't... I'm just shocked." I respond. It didn't take me three guesses to realise just who it was, that my brother liked.

"I hope Riku returns the feelings," I say, patting his hair. Takeru stays expressionless for a few seconds before his eyebrows furrow a little.

"I'm going for a run."

"Takeru no-"

And he had just come back after a tournament! I shake my head as I get up to clean up the plates we used.

•••

Two days passed, and my brother took me to the train station to see me off, back to Miyagi prefecture.

I hadn't heard heard from Semi since he texted me after the stride match, and I couldn't really blame him; I had no idea what I could say in reply, so I didn't even text him back. I was that nervous about things regarding him.

It wasn't healthy, the way I felt about him. That was for sure.

"Een?"

Takeru taps my shoulder, and I see him holding up a bottle of water. "Here you go."

Taking the bottle he offered in hand, I take a sip. I always enjoyed travelling, but train rides were not something I really looked forward to.

"So. I'll be off, then." I say, ruffling his hair. "Take care of yourself, okay?"

"Yeah. You too." His voice trails off a little as he turned his head away, as he took an inhale.

"I don't like your so-called 'soulmate'."

Fujiwara Takeru was always blunt about his feelings, and he made no exception about my soulmate.

It surprised me, the fact that we were so different even though we were related by blood. I couldn't even speak in front of people without making a fool out of myself. How did he even do that?