You stood up from your seat and packed up your things, ready to go home. Today was a tiring day, a lot of assignments were given because we gave our teachers headaches. My classmates were so noisy earlier and they were excited for some reason. A promenade? Yes, a promenade. You felt you don't want to come this year, you were pretty sure that tons of men will ask you to dance with them. You had a horrible experience that time, as if your feet were breaking down you even had your brother carry you home. You went to your brother's classroom to fetch him. You peeked at the window. Your brother's class was still ongoing while he was just sleeping, using a book to cover his face and there... Arthur... Kirkland reading a book, not listening to his science professor. And soon, their class finally finished in a minute. Arthur wake your brother, he didn't woke up, didn't even moved a single muscle.
'I'm sure what he is gonna do...'
Arthur leaned forward to Alfred's ear and whispered something.
"Al, __ is getting married."
"No way!!!" Alfred woke up predictably.
"I knew it..." you sighed. It happened so many times that's why you can read Arthur's action.
The two walked home with you.
"Oh right, __ what you're gonna cook for dinner?" Alfred asked.
"Crap...! Nothing yet."
"Then how about curry?"
"Curry? How unusual of you to suggest that huh, brother?"
"I ate it with Kiku and it's delicious."
"Is that so...? Should we go to the hypermarket?"
"Buy me popsicles!"
"Geez. Oh, Arthur are you?"
"Do you mind if I stay over?" Arthur said with a smile.
"Eh? Sure but... Aren't we have to go to school tomorrow?"
"__~ Tomorrow is Friday~" Alfred said.
'Is Arthur's shirtless body is still bothering me...?'
And so, You three went to the hypermarket to buy. The market was unusually uncrowded today but today the market is on sale right? Old people should be here, pushing each other in order to get the things they wanted.
A riot-like atmosphere.
"Brother! We only have enough money for the grocery so don't pick up too many things!" you said, acting like the older one.
"I have my own~ you don't have to worry." he said. He got that money from the part-time job. From a food-chain, of course. Alfred picked up a lot of junk foods and in the end, hepaid them all. When you three exited the market, Alfred remembered something important.
"__, can you go home ahead?"
"I have a business with Ivan for the project so..."
"Don't get late, got it?"
"Fine." he patted your head. Your brother quickly ran, it looks so important. You couldn't resist that face.
"Let's go?" Arthur proposed.
"S-Sure...!" you stuttered. You were not used at a thing like this, alone with a non-blood related person. You found yourself so quiet, hoping that Arthur will understand that side of you. Silence, because he was silent... He was listening to music, earphones on. Idiot me, you told yourself. Arthur drew closer to you and put one earplug on your ear. You got startled for a moment but calmed down because of the gentle music.
'Do you ever think, when you are alone all that we can think where this thing can go.
Am I crazy or falling inlove, is it really just another crush?
Do you catch a breath, when I look at you. Are you holding back, like the way I do. Cause I'm trying to walk away but I know this crush ain't going away...'
You don't know why that song made you blush. You were wondering if he wanted you to listen to it or those were the words he wanted to say to you. Guess not, you decided. You two looked like a lovers, close to each other, listening to music together. You thought he doesn't need to have a feeling for you, he's way older to you!!! Age doesn't matter right? You left the Brit at the living room and got changed into your normal clothes.
"__! You need help cooking?" He asked as he grabbed a photo album placed on the glass table.
"Su" you saw what he was doing. You get extremely embarrassed when someone is looking at the photos of the child you, you thought you had a ugly face but that's not true.You quickly grabbed it from him and hid it behind you.
"You look... Cute...?" he said.
"Are you kidding me?"
"No, really! and Al still look like a bloody wanker, you know?"
You couldn't help but to smile a bit.
"__, I'll ask you again. You need help?"
You remembered what your brother said to you. "Never let eyebrows step on the kitchen okay?"
"N-no thank you... Please just read a book or watch TV or something."