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“Alive.”
The thought lingered in the back of Natsuo’s mind, confusion setting in the moment he learned that particular truth.
“But then, why didn’t nii-san let us know he was alive?” Standing just outside of the apartment that person lived in, rather than them coming home as they should, Natsuo couldn’t help but stare, hand hovering at the door, when—
“Natsuo?”
Natsuo turned, eyes wide as he looked at the person in question. “Toya-nii?”
And then he let out a sob, tried reaching only for, “Hey! No!”
Toya held out his hand, frowning, looking rather uncomfortable at Natsuo’s attempt to hug him, resulting in further frustration between the two of them. “Toya-nii.”