Drizzles of a Symphony • Semi Eita

❥ forty-seventh 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 dad was unsympathetic towards Takeru.

Everything was wrong.

Riku came to visit him at our house, and I had to tell him a little white lie. This was really hard on me, since he was innocent and had no idea what was wrong. And not just that, Riku had this thing about him that made me want to protect him from everything bad.

Kind of like Hinata.

I had missed three days of classes, and Semi had told me how the school could not give me any further extensions.

Stress was making me overthink and over-worry. Between constantly thinking up of things to say to my Dad, actually saying them to him, and getting shot down each time, I was starting to get not just mentally tired, but physically, as well.

"Sweetie, will you be okay to take that on your own?" Mom wants to know, on Wednesday evening. She had made some daifuku and packed some leftovers, asking me to take it to Semi's household.

I completely ran out of energy by the time I dragged myself to the porch of the house. Semi's Mom greets me with a smile, and I enter the house to see Takeru sitting at the desk in the living room.

"Hi," I say, placing the bag beside him. Semi's Mom sits beside me, and I see that Takeru was doing an assignment.

"A deadline?"

"No. This isn't due in 3 weeks."

"Wow, you're doing a project way ahead? That's unlike you."

Takeru has a slightly offended tone in his voice when he spoke with an irritated look in his eyes.

"I will study. And I will get accepted to college, like you. I can stay at college and not be a bother."

Semi's Mom and I exchange a glance, before she asks if I would mind helping her a little with the dishes. I pat my brother's hair a little till he swats me away, and I walk into the kitchen where she has started to wash the dishes.

"I'm sorry you had to agree to this."

"It's fine, Een. Don't worry. Takeru is nice company to have around." She lets me know, handing me a plate. "He's like a splitting personality of Eita."

"Well, you aren't wrong about that," I laugh, drying the plate with a piece of cloth.

"He told me about what happened, and I'm so sorry. I hope you get to crack that old-fashioned geezer."

We both laugh a little, and she asks me to follow her upstairs.

For the next hour, I sit with my soulmate's mother, while she showed me pictures of him when he was younger.

Semi's Mom was one of the best people to go to, to relieve your stress, that I learned for sure. With the satisfaction that I had enough pictures of Semi on my smartphone to blackmail him... That Semi's Mom had grown fond of my little brother... That Takeru was trying hard on his end...

I leave it to our fates to decide our happiness.

Because, in the end, we really were trying, all of us.

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