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Hajime wondered if moving in with Kinu would give him more peace than he ever got here. He just wanted to study for his entrance exams. But god forbid he ever gets a moment's quiet.
He heard the door open and pinched his nose in frustration.
He turned around and saw Emika standing in his door, panting. "Hide me, Haji-nii!"
He scoffed. "Why? And what have I told you about coming in here without knocking?"
"You have to hide me!" Of course she was ignoring him. "Kazu-nii’s gonna find me!"
"What, are you playing hide and seek?"
"Emi-chan!" He heard their brother call from down the hall and the little girl squeaked in fear, jumping in his bed and burying herself under his covers. I just made that bed, dammit!
He was about to kick her out before his door opened again and his brother stormed in, looking mad as hell and holding...a broken model airplane. The one he’d gotten for his birthday. The expensive one. That must be why she's hiding. It took a lot to piss Kazuya off.
"Nii-san, have you seen Emika?" He demanded.
His eyes flicked over to his bed where their little sister somehow managed to blend in with his pillows.
"No,” he lied. “Now quit bugging me. I'm trying to study."
Kazuya huffed, muttering, "I can't believe her. When I find her she's dead. "
He closed the door behind him a little too loud and it was once he heard the retreating footsteps he rolled his eyes and called out, "You can come out now."
He watched the small girl raise her head sheepishly, dark hair spilling over his blanket.
"Haji-nii, can I stay in here?"
"No."
"Why?" She whined.
"Because you're noisy and I'm trying to study."
"But if I leave, Kazu-nii’s gonna kill me. He said so himself!"
"Well, you shouldn't have broken his plane then. Stop being a baby and go apologize."
She pouted. "I didn't do it on purpose."
"Doesn't matter. You still broke it and it wasn't yours. Now go say you're sorry and stop bothering me."
She surprisingly did actually leave, though reluctantly, and it was once the door was closed and he waited a minute or so that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe now he could-
The door slammed open again. “Haji-nii!” Emika cried. God dammit.
He slammed the pencil down. “What now?” he gritted.
“Kazu-nii hit me!” she sniffled.
“Well, yeah, you broke his plane. I would’ve hit you too.”
Her eyes practically inflated with tears and he had to force himself to look away and not cave. “But I did what you said!”
“That’s not my problem! Why are you even coming to me anyway? Where are Mom and Dad?”
“Mommy’s at work and Daddy’s in the yard.”
“Go harass him then!”
“Emika." Speak of the man and he shall appear. His dad was standing in the doorway. “Why are you in here bothering your brother?” Emika immediately took her opportunity to run over and hug him.
“Daddy, Kazu-nii’s being mean to me!” she whined.
“Don’t fall for it, Dad!” Kazuya piped in from behind because of course he did. Why not just bring Mom here and have a whole party? It’s not like this exam was important or anything. “She broke my plane!”
“Emika, is that true?” he heard Dad ask.
There was a pause and then a sheepish, “Yeah.”
“You should apologize.”
“But I already did! And then he hit me!”
Why were they doing this in his room of all places? For fuck’s sake!
“Seriously?” he heard his dad say in an unimpressed tone. “She’s half your size.”
“She broke my plane.”
“Then you come to me about it, you don’t hit your little sister. Now say you’re sorry.”
Seriously, why the hell were they still in here? His pencil snapped in his hand and he could feel the veins popping.
“Sorry, Emi-chan,” Kazuya muttered.
“Good. Now you.” Hajime assumed he was talking to Emika now but he didn’t care because he just wanted them to leave. “You apologize too.”
“But I already did!” she whined.
“You shouldn’t have gone in his room without-” he couldn’t fucking take this anymore.
“Can you guys get out?! ” he burst out, turning to them, who almost looked shocked that he was even here which just pissed him off even more. “Geez, I have an exam in like 3 days and I can’t get anything done with you people coming in here and bothering me every five seconds!”
His dad and brother atleast had the decency to look sheepish. “Sorry.” Dad steered both of his siblings, who were glaring daggers at each other, out. “C’mon, let’s let your brother work.”
He tsked and sat back down with a huff.
Finally.
Maybe Dad could atleast keep those two busy for a while.
He stiffened when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind. He turned slightly, the heat rushing to his face from the sudden affection and felt his dad rest his chin on the top of his head. How did I not hear him come back in? Dad’s face was unreadable but he almost looked...sad.
“Dad?” he questioned softly. “Are you okay?” He knew he had a temper. Did he go too far?
Dad kissed the top of his head like he did all the time when he was a kid and he blushed.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” he heard in his ear, and then the arms let go and the room felt a little chillier.
His dad smirked and ruffled his hair, and he batted the hands away in protest. “Don’t work too hard,” he said as he finally left the room
Hajime blinked in confusion when the door closed. That was weird. It wasn’t unusual for his dad to be affectionate or anything, but that particular instance felt...different, somehow.
He shook his head. Whatever. His family was weird.
But, he thought as he smiled to himself, I’m really gonna miss them.