#junaiya

“Yosu-- Hanamura.”

She clears her throat.

▌✖ ── ✖ Orders from JUNES in hands it is the SECOND time he has passed him. He can not help it this time,  a hand moves to the back of his NECK. He got off work earlier and he FIGURED Nanako and Yu wouldn’t mind the SURPRISE or extra guest for dinner. Besides, it was nice to have a house FULL of people again and FAMILY it felt like things USED to be and as much as he was denying ENJOYING the feeling of FAMILY  existing and quickly Yosuke WAS apart of that he was his nephews, first friend, after all.

▌♥ ── ♡ Of course, that was so much EASIER said than done. He wasn’t getting it, MOST of them DIDN’T. It wasn’t that she kept her things on the INSIDE intentionally. There were a lot of things people did not and could not UNDERSTAND about her life and this was one of them. Palm finds a home against her CHIN with a long EXHALE of air before closing her eyes.

❝It’s not that simple, I can’t just call them and ask if we can move the schedule. ❞

▌♥ ── ♡ She HESITATES for a moment, her fingers grip at the ends of her HAIR with her free hand. There is a certain GUILT in talking about her OWN problems with her friends. She was their EMPATH, their healer, their navigator, their SUPPORT SYSTEM and she was supposed to be STRONG. Things like this, the sadness over something so SMALL was not the strength she had within her and NOT EVEN WORTH the frustration or anger.

          ❛   HELP  —  HELP  me  to  the  fucking  nurse  ,  ❜  spits  it  out  ,  taste  of  iron  sending  shiver  down  his  spine  ,   ❛   or  don’t  ,  just  get  out  of  my  way  and  mind  your  bu  -  business  if  you  don’t  .  ❜

“So, uh. I gotta ask you somethin’.”

The man cocked his head to the side and gazed at his senpai, brow knit.