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"Izuru... Do you remember what the most important thing is in the morning?" The sixteen-year-old brunette asked his sleepy younger twin.
"Entertainment," The long-haired raven replied, slowly turning his head to face his annoyed older brother. "... Family."
"Hell no! It's breakfast!" Hajime opened the curtains, and the Ultimate Hope groaned. "Also, it's the start of classes for you! Get up!"
"..." Izuru covered his face with a blanket. The Ultimate sighed when Hajime managed to take his blanket. "Boring..."
"Not boring! I've been waiting for this very moment," Hajime explained, but the new student of Hope's Peak Academy refused to leave the bed. "Now that the school offered you a place to stay, I'm finally free from taking care of you."
"When you say it that way..." Izuru drawled.
"You just told me the most important thing for you would be entertainment . Hope's Peak Academy has what you want," Hajime hugged his twin to get him to sit up. Izuru chose to play limp. "Come on, you lazy genius!"
"Today is the school's orientation ceremony. I don't have to attend something trivial," Izuru bumped his head against his twin's chin.
"Y-yes, but the school sent a chaperone." Hajime dragged him out of bed, tugging him into the bathroom. "As your older brother, I don't want anyone seeing you like this. You have to take a bath."
"How will I survive without my dearest brother?" Izuru wondered, getting placed in one of the seats in the changing room.
"You're the Ultimate Hope. I'm sure the hope inside you will prevail," Hajime walked out of the room, closing the door. "Take a bath and change clothes! I'll pack your stuff and offer it to the driver!"
"..." Izuru begrudgingly stood up, unbuttoning his clothes. He turned to stare at himself in the mirror, noting one strand of hair defying gravity. His pale skin emphasized the eye bags under his eyes.
"Yes, you look like shit!" Hajime told him in the other room. Izuru rolled his eyes and continued to undress. "So that's where my hoodie went-? You were the one who broke mom's dress!"
"..." Izuru debated whether to take the bathtub or the shower. He chose the bathtub-
"You better be heading to the shower!" Hajime warned.
"I am," Izuru's filling the bathtub with water.
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"Do you think this is funny?" Hajime scolded his talented twin, who chose to soak in the bathtub. The brunette managed to pull the teen out of the bathtub, but his clothes got wet. "No one's laughing."
"That was not my intention," Izuru adjusted his new uniform as Hajime dried his hair. Their parents weren't home. Hajime's usually in charge when the adults are gone. The twins usually spend days playing games, purchasing items from the shopping channel/internet, cooking, talking, and sleeping. A routine with slight deviations. "What's for breakfast?"
"You already know," Hajime told him. "Since you were the one who bought this week's groceries."
"True..." Izuru rephrased his question, already walking forward. Izuru could hear his brother speak under his breath, unfazed with his reaction. "Is it burnt?"
"You'd still eat them even if they're burnt," Hajime still recalled Izuru eating the overcooked cookies.
"The taste was interesting," Izuru entered the living room, crimson eyes narrowing at the trespasser.
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"Delicious!" The adult had the gall to smile at them.
"You invited him inside?" Izuru glared at his naive twin.
"Maybe if you didn't spend ten freaking minutes in the bathroom, I wouldn't have." Hajime finally removed the towel, done drying his twin's long hair. "Don't give me that look. I call the shots in this household. Sit down and eat. The food's starting to get cold."