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by lovejjong

by lovejjong

Neru stayed with Soraru that day. Mafu never visited, but he did messaged Soraru, telling him that he had to catch with with some of his lessons and finish his homework, and promised to call him. The doctor came in the room in the afternoon, calling Neru out to speak to him, before Neru reenters, his face pale. "what happened?" Soraru asks, tapping his fingers on his lap as a way to keep himself awake. Neru sighs, taking his eat before clasping Soraru's hands in his own. "please tell me you will stop cutting yourself," the words were quick and hushed, and Soraru's eyes widened as he eyed the bandages on his wrists. "I'll try," he whispered, but Neru shook his head. "say you won't. The doctor will send you, kicking and screaming, into the mental hospital, or set you up with a therapist. Just fucking say you will stop," he hisses, before closing his eyes briefly. "please. They will tell our parents. Your life will be hell," he murmurs, and Soraru pulled his arms away, rubbing them harshly. "I'll try my best," he repeated flatly, his eyes blank as he held Neru's stare. The older man just sighs, before he massaged the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry, if you think I'm too pushy. You must understand, though, all I want is for you to be safe."
Soraru gave a terse nod, though his mind is a jumble of worries. He wanted Mafu, of all the people, to stay with him, and comfort him.

He realized it the moment the impact of that thought hits him; he misses Mafu.

He misses the younger's grins and smiles, he misses his silvery laughter- that laugh can get his mood up in no time- he misses his warmth, and most importantly, he just craves the male's presence.

Soraru sighs, propping his head on his hand. "when can I get out of this place?" he asks, a pout beginning to form. His older brother's lips tugged upwards, and he tapped a finger against Soraru's knuckles- something that the brothers both did to calm the other down. "tomorrow. The doctors have to run some tests, but you're free to go tomorrow," he murmurs, and Soraru felt something lift off his chest. He felt light, and he couldn't suppress the smile, the happiness, that bubbles up when he heard those words. "there's my bubble of sunshine," Neru grins, before leaning in and kissing him on the forehead. "I won't be fetching you, but do you want Hashiyan to come over? I can call him?" Neru continues, his eyebrows pulled down in a frown.
Soraru shook his head. "Hashi is probably tired, I'll tell Mafu to fetch me tomorrow, if he is free," he smiles at Neru. The older man nods, and stood up, tucking Soraru in after shooting a glance at the clock. "goodnight, see you tomorrow," he smiles and kissed Soraru on the head, before letting himself out the darkened room.

a/n : hi this is short im sorry
-aru