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          It came as shock when a text came through that Yuki      wouldn’t be attending club that afternoon. Despite being      the leader of the club, Haruhi was aware of the rock that      held the whole thing together. Without the bookworm’s      help in securing a room, the SOS Brigade would have      never happened. It was an unspoken thing, but she owed      the lavender haired girl a great deal.           Plus, was odd for her to ever get sick too. The maternal       instincts that Haruhi carried within took over and she      announced that club was canceled before school let out.      She then harassed Kyon for Yuki’s address, since he      returned a book to her once. He tried to reassure her that      it was a common cold, and it was nothing to worry about it,      but Haruhi ignored him. That very well could have been the      case in the end. But felt wrong to not at least check on her      at least. What kind of leader would she be if she didn’t look      out for her underlings? A lousy one, that’s for sure.           The moment the bell let the student free, Haruhi was      making long strides out the door. She was familiar with the      area Yuki lived in, as a couple students lived in the same      complex. It didn’t take her long to arrive at the front doors.      Her finger lingered on the buzzer to make sure Yuki heard      it through even the deepest of sleeps.

          The intercom clicked on, but there was silence on the      other end. There was only one person who could have been      home who would respond in that manner. Haruhi leaned in      and announced herself.

           It was another typical day for the Brigade. Haruhi stationed      at her computer, while Yuki sat in her chair to read, and the      others sat around the table. The brunette was rhythmically      tapping away at the keys since they entered the room.

          With a dramatic finalpress of a button.       Haruhi stood up quickly from her seat, 

          Today was Haruhi’s turn to be on cleaning duty, meaning she      would arrive for the club later than usual. It always put her in a       sour mood to be doing boring chores. In the same vein, she       understood the need for it. It was painful to acknowledge the      painful normalcy of the world. The SOS Brigade let her leave      that all behind.

         She was finished up when she heard the door open. It was      probably a student coming back for something they forgot,       but to her surprise, it was someone else entirely. 

         Brown brows raised as she paused her sweeping, 

                         “Koizumi?”

* &. for @obsgyu

the city is crowded for once, people turning from each corner of the buildings, each street and road with their hands full of groceries, shopping bags, or grasping a phone or holding the hand of another. ten thinks for a second how unbelievable it is that even early in the morning, with the dim sun in the background and the blue merely beginning to dot the sky, there’s so many people doing human things. then, he reminds himself he can’t really judge when he’s there as well.

his eyes scan the expanse of the cafe he’s in, in all its protruding serenity and nostalgia. there’s a few people inside and sitting with others, quiet conversation and chatter being the protruding noise among the serene atmosphere. he prefers this sort of place to anywhere else, when there aren’t people digging their noses into things that are none of their business.

read: the nosy people are usually humans.

he pauses for a second after his fingers curl around his cup of coffee. then, as he turns around, there’s a split second where his gaze just manage to fall onto a face, then brushes past him. and then he looks back, familiarity gnawing away at the corners of his mind. unconsciously, his mouth turns up in amusement. he said he would be seeing him soon.

ten takes careful footsteps towards the boy, then takes a seat in the chair across from him.

“oh? mingyu-ssiㅡwhat a surprise.”