Drizzles of a Symphony • Semi Eita

❥ forty-sixth 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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Semi had let me know that it was a really idiotic idea of mine to go to Tokyo.

Semi added that that going on a Sunday was a really bad idea.

Semi also informed me that he thought I was an idiot.

I had let him know that I knew that, and that I was a very stubborn idiot as well.

And that is how I found myself going to the train station to catch the next train to Tokyo... And Semi, even though he thought it was idiotic, decided to follow me as well, claiming that he needed to go to 'take care of me'.

"Poor Takeru. I seriously need to talk to Dad about this."

"Er, Een, no offence, but your dad's a jerk." Semi has to point out. I don't even have anything to say in response, I knew he was right.

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Three hours later, I am sitting in the living room of my house.

Dad refused to talk to me, and my mom was having a chat with Semi while I glared daggers to Dad's back, while he watched a football match, on the TV.

"I'm so worried about Takeru. I have no idea where he is," Mom says to my soulmate, sighing. Semi has a little frown on his face, picking up his smartphone. "Een, did you know about this? About Takeru?"

"Yes, I did. Mom, are you mad at him at him too?"

Mom shakes her head, leaning against her chair a little. "It's fine. You should be free to love who you want. And Riku is a nice boy, why would I have any problems?"

"If only Fujiwara-san was as open-minded as you are," Semi mutters, watching the way my mom pours tea into the cup which she places in front of him.

"Anyhow... Are you both getting along well?" Mom wants to know, smiling a little and glancing at Semi. I feel myself turning red when I see Semi giving a nod and turning to face me.

"I'm going to talk to him. He can't just not talk to me." I announce, standing up. I can see Semi looking at me a little before he turns to face my mom again. I don't hear what he says, because I stomp towards the sofa, sitting down on the edge and looking at my father.

"Dad."

"If you have something to say about Takeru, then go back to Sendai. I'm not going to listen to you, Een." Dad has to say, pressing the resume button on the remote.

"Dad. Please listen to me."

"No. I know you'll probably have some emotional things to say, since you're into literature. But It's not going to work in this household."

"You're my Dad, please listen to what your daughter has to say. Please. I don't ask you for favours. You forgot my birthday. We haven't seen each other in months. Can't you just listen to me, in return for all that?" I beg. Dad has an annoyed expression on his face, slamming the remote on the coffee table before standing up.

"Fine. But you aren't going to change my mind."

I have my fingers crossed as I follow him to the kitchen, where he takes a seat at the dinner table in front of me.

"I'm not going to accept it." He has to say, right when I open my mouth to speak. I feel attacked and I clench my fist. Subconsciously, I take a glance at my wrist, and when I see my mark, I get an idea.