((Hit my character. See how they react)) He lowers his hand against his brother's face and grimaces, silent. He's had enough of his brother's lectures. ((sorrynotsorrry*runsaway*))
Hit my character. See how they react. *
The sound of a flat hand harshly making contact with his face was the only present sound and even though the impact hadn’t been too hard, Tadashi recoiled. Everything was dead silent and the young inventor had even forgotten what they had been talking about before.
Tadashi nodded quietly, hiding his emotions with a smile out of self defense “Brothers are not supposed to hit each other, Hiro.” he gave it as a patient explanation, but his voice was wavering “You could have hu-” a soft sob left him without his own knowledge and a stray tear rolled down his cheek.
