#sibling hcs

he noticed it in your eyes, the colour dimmed down and that childlike glint lost into the depths of your coloured iris’. he saw your eyebags, weighing down your once flawless skin. he noticed your attitude, expecting a big hug and questions of his wearabouts, however he received nothing more then a harsh glare and a quiet “i’m going out, see ya”, not even sparing him a second glance. you just walked out the door, not a care for his presence.

what a familiar sight that was, only the brothers roles had been reversed. just how much had he fucked up, and what was left of yourself to apologise to?

you laid your head on the young bards thighs, his fingers dancing upon his lyre with a gentle breeze forming in the winds. your tears stained your cheeks, however you made no attempt to wipe them, as a soft white feather came down before your fingers could reach and wiped them away for you.

“what should i do barbatos? i’m lost” you whispered gently, the gods ears picking up every word as your lips moved.

lord barbatos knew the answer, however he knew you may not take his answer lightly. you were only getting colder, showing even less signs that your old self was still present in your husk of a body.

for now though, his thin fingers would continue to caress your head, stroke your hair and keep you close. for now, he would do his best to stand in as your light in the dark, your safe place.

lord barbatos knew, deep down in his soul, that you weren’t just unhappy, you were utterly shattered and no amount of apologies, gifts or explanations could repair what your brothers had caused you.

for now though, he wants you to just continue holding onto whatever you can of your sanity.

you wandered aimlessly around the streets of mondstadt, dragging your shoes against the pavement and sulking to yourself. the lingering numbness that never left your side since that fateful day was a lot more rowdy then usual, thumping in your stomach. how much longer should the gods make you suffer like this? how many tears will you shed on that bards shoulder until you finally feel at ease? how many times do you have to push away diluc before he takes the hint that he can’t fix this??

making your way back home to the manor, you dreaded what awaited you.

it was the same thing every time you made it home.

diluc would be sitting in the dining room chair, mulling over how to approach you. he’d give you an apologetic smile, open up his arms.

and you’d shove him away, just like every other night.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T CHECK IN ON (Y/N)?! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING SINCE I LEFT YOU INCOMPETENT FOOL” diluc’s voice boomed through the dawn winery.

“I WAS SCARED DILUC! I WAS TERRIFIED YOUD DISOWN HIM, JUST AS I WAS!” kaeya had fought back.

that shut diluc down, and so kaeya continued.

“ YOU UP AND LEFT HIM JUST AS MUCH AS I DID, DONT YOU DARE MAKE ME THE SOLE PERSON TO BLAME. WE BOTH FUCKED UP MAJORLY AND NOW THERES NO FIXING IT! YOU SAID IT YOURSELF EARLIER, HE WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH EITHER OF US ANYMORE” kaeya sobbed, salty tears soaked his cheeks and dropped onto the wood floors of the tavern.

both of them fell silent upon heading a third party enter the tavern…

“ he left.” was all venti spoke.

it was only just above a whisper, red strains in his eyes indicating tears had recently filled his vision not long beforehand.

“i didn’t stop him, he just picked up a bag, said his goodbyes to me and headed towards liyue. my best guess? he’s either headed towards inazuma to be as far away from this mess that you both have created, or he’s headed towards fontaine using liyues route, as an attempt to throw the both of you off his track.”

and then, the sounds of the dieties shoes exited the tavern.

the two contrasting brothers could only stare in utter disbelief at the bards words, but then,

they ran.

almost in sync with eachother they raced towards the manor i’m a rush unlike any other they had ran.

kaeya had never run so fast and diluc had never felt so ill. both of them could only pray to the gods above that there would be some form of evidence of your whereabouts once they arrived back at the manor.

and they were completely out of luck.

your bedroom had been destroyed beyond repair. diluc hadn’t entered your bedroom once since his return, in hopes to give you as much privacy as possible and kaeya hadn’t even entered the place since the fight.

your bedsheets were mauled, almost as if a boar had trampled on them. your clothes were everywhere, only your staple clothes seemed to no longer be in the room. notes upon notes with incomprehensible writings but obviously very emotional statements were scattered around them. your walls had marks and scratches from furniture denting them, plates and cutlery were stacked on your desk and finally,

you. you were gone.

for the first time 3 years, diluc held his brother as he broke down in your bedrooms floor, his own body suddenly to heavy for his legs to withstand.

and unfortunately for them, it would be a long time before they ever got to see you again.

you had finally made it to the entrance of the court of fontaine, only your bag in hand as well as a melusine next to you, guiding you to your new home that you had purchased with some of the mora you.. obtained while back in mondstadt.

“here it is! this apartment unit has been on the market for awhile considering it’s price! i’m surprised a foreigner was the one to claim it! all the furniture is already in the house, so you don’t have to worry about a thing. here’s the keys!” the ever so kind melusine handed to you.

not having the heart to be rude to such a sweet creature, you gave her a gentle smile and she skipped away. with a deep breath, you decided to head into your house..

or you tried to, anyways.

“hello there good sir! it’s lovely to meet you! we live close by and thought we’d introduce ourselves.” the hyperactive man in front of you spoke.

sighing to yourself internally, you decide it’s better to start off on a good foot over a bad foot when it came to your neighbours.

“my name is lyney, and this is my lovely twin sister lynette! we have a younger brother too, however he is currently out diving at the moment, so he couldn’t be here to greet you. both my sister and i would love to have you come to one of our shows that we’re performing in two days time! here’s a free ticket.” he winks to you, handing you a ticket, lyneys (seemingly reserved) sister only sighed at his antics.

“thank you.” you you muttered. “now may i please enter my house? i’d like to see it” you say with a.. slightly irritated tone, however neither of them payed much mind to it.

“of course, mon chéri! but only if you let us in for tea” he once again winked at you with a sly smile.

you knew should have just shut the door in his face when you had the opportunity…

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joyce knew about billy and steve for a while. steve was bad at sneaking in through windows, so she could hear him sneaking into billy’s room every night. and she sees how they look at each other, how they try to stealthily brush their hands against each other, how billy’s entire mood changes when steve visits. so she knows- its motherly instincts or something. 

anyway. she comes home from work early one day and she walks in on them kissing on the couch. and they’re not doing anything bad- just kissing. but billy jumps out of steve’s lap and he puts his hands up in defense. steve’s frozen in place, eyes wide, and he’s booking it out of the house in 3 seconds. billy’s standing there, staring at joyce, tears threatening to spill and he’s just like, “sorry- fuck. this is nothing- it’s not what you think- we’re friends.” but joyce just wraps her arms around him and says, “billy, honey. calm down for a second. if I knew you guys were having a moment, I wouldn’t have barged in.” billy hesitates before hugging her back and she’s still speaking, “I love and support who you are, okay? this is fine- you and steve. and you know you can tell me anything without feeling ashamed.” billy doesn’t say anything- he’s too overwhelmed by how caring joyce is. she pulls away, messes with his hair a little, and then asks billy to invite steve over for dinner.

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billy and steve have been dating (and out to the entire family) for a while when will knocks on the door to billy’s room, squeaking out a ‘I have something to tell you.’

it’s late- and billy’s first thought is something bad happened. but will just climbs onto billy’s bed, crosses his legs, fumbles with his hands a little. billy nudges him, “what? spit it out..” 

and will says, “I’m gay. I like boys.”

they stay up the whole night talking, and even laughing really loud when billy opens up about all his middle school gay panic moments. so much laughing that joyce has to come in and tell them to keep it down (but honestly, she’s just proud that will is finding comfort in someone and billy is helping will come out of his shell a little. she’s proud of her williams!!!) they talk about the good and the bad, they talk about crushes, they talk about steve. they talk until the sun comes up and they’ve still got a lot to say, somehow.

also-- dont mind me but I’m just imagining that after will comes out, he and billy make a pride flag magnet for joyce’s fridge *starts crying*

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birthday party!!!!!!!! billy doesn’t even bring up his birthday or anything. max mentions it to steve - and steve tells joyce, so they start planning something. a week before billy’s birthday, everyone is sharing sneaky glances, acting so secretive all the time. steve avoids him especially, because he’s so excited- he can’t keep his mouth shut. billy’s just like ??? uh. thats weird but okay??? so he goes on about his life.  no one does anything the morning of his birthday, so he doesnt suspect anything.  but he comes home from work- and everyone’s gathered around the door. there’s a “happy bitchin’ birthday billy!” banner (will and el painted it), steve’s got one of those party poppers and he accidentally pops it in his face. ANYWAY. billy almost cries right then and there, but max is dragging him into the kitchen so that he can look at the (disaster) cake that hopper attempted to make. it’s funny because joyce is swatting hopper with a kitchen towel, telling him to just MOVE so that she could take over and fix it for a second. billy stands there like aw parents :D

its a little awkward when they start singing happy birthday. joyce makes jonathan take pictures of EVERY SINGLE THING. she makes him take pictures of billy with literally every one- there’s one with el and max pulling his hair, there’s one with joyce giving him a peck on the cheek (his face is really red in that picture), there’s one where hopper’s giving billy a noogie. there’s one where billy is holding will on his shoulders. there’s a couple of billy with steve (the first one’s just an awkward smiley picture, the second one’s an awkward kiss, but then they get comfortable and its just goofy poses- they end up harassing jonathan for more pictures.) 

they open presents. hopper goes first and gives billy a new wristwatch, joyce gives him a lot of clothes and (reluctantly) a pocket knife, max and el both make him friendship bracelets and give him an assortment of earrings (one of them looks like a sword, the other a skull, a shark, and another that looks a lot like a camaro). will gives him a spaceship lego set because he knows billy likes playing with his legos (and billy’s a nerd at heart.) jonathan sneaks a baggie into his hand with a wink.

steve gives him his present later. they drive around at night, steve buys them food, they blast music with the windows down and stop by the quarry for a lazy makeout session. he gives billy 3 things- the first is a little snow globe of a surfer, the second is a mixtape he made him.

the third is a black steel ring- “first of all, dont freak out. I’m not asking you to marry me, yet. but this is just a symbol of love. second of all, please don't bully me for being sappy.”

and this is where billy cries. because every thing is just TOO PERFECT and he’s constantly surrounded by love and it’s so overwhelmingly nice hdkahiuwhihq 

billy always has the ring on- and he loves it because it feels like he’s carrying a part of steve with him everywhere. plus, it looks really cool. steve also loves seeing the way billy fidgets and spins the ring around his finger whenever he’s nervous- like the thought of steve brings him comfort.

(SORRY I AM RAMBLING EW)

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the second jonathan and billy become close enough to share trauma, they can’t (and won’t) stop. they spend fridays holed up in jonathan’s room, smoking and watching some horror movie. when the high takes over, they loosen up and talk about all the shit they went through with their dads. sometimes it ends in tears, or hysterical laughter. but it always feels like such a relief to talk about these things. it’s nice to know that someone out there relates- even if both of them coped differently. this is how jonathan learns about billy’s mother- all the good and bad memories. billy learns about how jonathan also has a fear of ‘fucking kids up.’

they feel less alone that way. PLUS- trauma just brings them closer to each other, and they end up bonding a lot more than they thought they would.

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ALSO YES. mmmm i love el and max and billy being cute. i think the whole ‘joining in on sleepovers’ thing starts because billy and steve have an argument or something- and billy’s a sulky mess. so max and el force him to have fun that night.

at first billy’s like ehhhhh, and his mind is too preoccupied. but then they bake cookies.. and they do face masks. and then they’re painting their nails (and ‘OH MY GOD where did you get all of these colours from?’)

he teaches max and el how to do all kinds of fun braids- and lets them demonstrate on his hair too!!! also, they definitely play that spying game. el spies on steve and finds out that he’s sulking as much as billy and makes a mental note to invite him to their next sleep over.

so yeah, billy ends up having a lot of fun- and it starts becoming a regular thing!! he knocks on el or max’s bedroom door like ,,, can i pls join in?, and max and el are super excited to have him because he always orders pizza and he lets them do all sorts of makeovers on him (billy with pink nails and shimmery gold eyeshadow is a look.)

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its bad when neil comes. he comes at the worst time too, knocks on the door just as steve and billy are about to head out on a date. billy opens the door- and he freezes when he comes face to face with non other than neil hargrove. he feels tiny again and his legs feel like jello. “baby, you okay?” steve says, walking towards the door. and he sees neil and freezes for a moment too- but he quickly stands in front of billy defensively, “you shouldn’t be here.”

but neil doesnt budge-  hopper and joyce hear the familiar (dreaded) voice from the living room and rush to the door. hopper’s about to go through some legality- but neil just screams, “he’s my son and he’s coming home!”

joyce can’t hold it in. just .. fucking punches him in the face after hearing those words (and she’s stronger than anyone expected.) while neil’s standing there wincing, she shoves him once more and says, “he’s my son and he’s already home.” needless to say, hopper doesn’t need to file a restraining order (he does, just incase) for neil to avoid the house anymore.

billy falls apart in steve’s arms the second the front door closes, but he’s never been more thankful for joyce in his life. she’s still fuming- so hopper (attempts) to make them all hot chocolate and plays a movie so that they could cuddle on the couch and calm down.

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after coming home from the hospital, billy has issues with a lot of things. especially bleach. he can’t bear the smell of cleaning products. the first time joyce is deep cleaning the house and he’s there, he ends up puking every where. and joyce understands why billy had that reaction and why he had a panic attack. so she starts cleaning with less concentrated products- and takes it easy whenever she gives billy chores. makes sure she gives him a job like vacuuming or something. 

and she slowly learns more about the effects of what happened had done to him. he has to eat really slow, so she slows down when they’re eating together- because she doesnt want him to have to sit on the dinner table alone. she makes a lot of light foods and smoothies for him when she senses he’s losing his appetite. because he gets hungry- he just can’t eat. so she finds a way to make it work for him. and she always always always checks that there’s something quick and easy for him to snack on because he can’t just down a bunch of cheese puffs and beer like before.

sometimes, he loses his breath from simple tasks like talking- and it makes joyce’s heart ache. because he’d be really excited, talking about something he’s passionate about- or laughing at a joke steve said, but he’d suddenly start sweating and stumble over to his room to catch his breath before going back out.

so she buys a lot of inhalers from the pharmacy- and places them in strategic areas around the house. there’s one in every room, so that he doesn’t have to leave to get it. and she makes sure to check on if they ran out every while before refilling them.

ohh and yeah!!!! he has trouble standing for long periods of time at first- so showers are hard. and he doesn’t want people to help him in the shower. so hopper buys shower grips and installs them on the bathroom wall.

billy never thought he’d appreciate something like that- but he did, and it made him feel really cared for. 

i also think that billy, obviously, can’t really lift heavy weights. but he really wants to work out- get his arms burning a little.

so hopper installs a pull-up/chin-up bar for him on the door way of his room. its not as intense as the workouts he used to do before, but it gets billy sweaty and makes him feel good- so it’s a win!

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❤︎ not only were you insane with your fists, you were a master with using weapons such as bats and longer tools, effectively making them extensions of your own body. there’s only one person you have to thank for all of your insane talent and agility.

❤︎ your big brother, izana kurokawa.

❤︎ while izana is more agile and quick with kicks and hits, easily outdoing his brother manjiro sano, he utilised his knowledge and whacked it into your skull at a young age, intent on having you able to defend yourself should you need it.

❤︎ growing up in the orphanage wasn’t easy, but your big brother and his servant (who you deemed your 2nd big brother, much to the distaste of izana, but he got over it eventually) made it a smidge easier.

❤︎ eventually, a man by the name of shinichiro sano came into your lives, claiming to be your big brother. at this stage, izana was 8, kakucho was 9 and you were 5 years old.

❤︎ of course, izana instantly attached himself to shinichiro, seemingly getting the big brother he had always craved.

❤︎ you also liked shinichiro, you went on walks with the two constantly and he spoke to you about the two of yours half little sister, emma.

❤︎ this went on until izana was 14, when he found out that shinichiro had been lying this entire time. that’s the day that you lost a few of your screws.

❤︎ the betrayal you felt was not that of izana’s, but the pure heartbreak of seeing your brother loose the thing he craved in life so much. from that day forward, your 10 year old mind was made up.

❤︎ if you couldn’t have blood family, you would simply build your own.

❤︎ and when izana formed tenjuku, you sniffed all of the members, old and new, out like a dog.

❤︎ you examined every delinquent around you, pondering how good of a brother they would make, big or small.

❤︎ the entirety of tenjuku knew to never question you. not when you came back with blood mixed in your hair, not when you came back smelling of tequila, not when you came back sobbing and begging for your big brother, knocking anybody else out who tried to console you.

❤︎ izana’s word was law and by extension yours was too. izana rarely left you alone and whenever you had to run an errand without him, if you didn’t have kakucho to follow you around then he would throw a huge fit, screaming about how you’re going away.

❤︎ you hated seeing your big brother in such a horrid state, and with issues of abandonment of your own, you also hated not being by his side. the both of you shared everything, and any moment spent apart felt like agony and fear.

❤︎ of course, izana did give you freedom, he’s not fully whack after all, his allowance of you leaving his side is very.. selective.

❤︎ the 4 most trusted with you are as followed:

❤︎ kakucho, your 2nd big brother and his most loyal follower. if anything where to happen to izana then you’d be left in kakucho’s care.

❤︎ 2nd is kokonoi. while he may be relatively new and was brought here by force, he can see the treasurers mind slowly fork into how he had wanted it, therefore making him loyal, not to mention the two of you are the same age and get along quite well.

❤︎ shared third and fourth place are the haitani brothers. they’re fellow siblings who share overprotective tendencies and also work side by side, so he trusts them enough if the previous two aren’t available. you also get along well enough with ran, and pretty well with rindou.

❤︎ when izana eventually forms a plan to kill emma sano, your originally believed-to-be little sister, it was your word that saved her life. you told izana that you didn’t want her to die, how you wanted to keep her for the family you were trying oh-so-hard to build for him. it only took a few words and some teary eyes before the plan was completely discarded without negotiations.

❤︎ izana could never bring you to tears, and today was not going to be the day he broke that promise to himself. kisaki was pissed at you, however he knew he couldn’t do a thing about it. and so, he kept quiet…

❤︎ until he found the perfect time to strike back.

❤︎ the battle of tenjuku vs toman was lead by manjiro sano, as he wasn’t mourning his sister. he was more concerned, however you assured izana that victory would still come to the both of you.

❤︎ you had izana, and izana had you.

❤︎ that’s all that mattered once izana finally met with mikey.

❤︎ the face off between the two brothers, manjiro sano and izana kurokawa was in full swing. instead of mourning and loss, manjiro had determination in his eyes. he vowed to himself that he would bring his two lost siblings back home with him.

❤︎ fighting commenced, arguments broke out, there was nothing but yelling and screaming.

❤︎ as the punches and kicks continued to fly, the two boys gave eachother the appearance of death. they were sore, bloody and you wanted nothing more than to support your big brother, however you stayed up high, doing as izana commanded.

❤︎ it was only when izana broke the ice to mikey, giving him an opening, that you finally had your presence known.

“IZANA DON’T DO IT” your screeches were held by the entire battlefield. you were dressed in a long black hoodie (yk the one senju wears? yeah one like that) and had your legs poking out of it, designed in mind of your safety and concealment.

you raced down towards the brothers, affectingly blocking the two off from eachother.

“big brother, let’s hear him out”. you whisper, afraid of what izana might consider this as. would he see you as a betrayal? would he disown you? would he throw a fit and strike you?

no, izana put his hands down. he walked over gently towards you, and held you in his arms.

he heard out mikey, listening to his speech on how despite their lack of blood, the fact is shinichiro decided to take him in and therefore are family.

❤︎ because of you, i firmly believe that izana would not be as batshit as he canonically is. i think his brotherly instincts would kick in and his sanity is stronger then it originally was. because of this, izana is more open to welcoming manjiro into his heart. in his head he thinks that maybe, just maybe…

❤︎ taking his frustrations with shinichiro out on mikey isn’t the right course of action.

❤︎ and as that thought is processed through his head, the sound of a gunshot can be heard ricocheting through the hair.

❤︎ it strikes not izana, not manjiro, not you…

.

. .

❤︎ it strikes kakucho right between his ribs.(please someone get this reference)

❤︎ yours and izana’s horrified screeches are heard throughout the entire arena. tears were welling up into your eyes as you hid yourself into izana more.

“KAKUCHO NO!” izana’s throat hoarsed out from all of the screaming, holding onto his servant brother tightly, cradling him in his arms.”

you feel your own body being grasped, however it wasn’t izana. no, mikey held you into his chest and silently cried, looking at kisaki with a glare so sharp it could cut him clean.

just when mikey thought he had finally completed his mission, kisaki once more ruined EVERYTHING.

kisaki goes onto his speech about how nothing goes his way, and how takemichi was a repetitive flaw in his plans and was nothing but a nuisance. he finished the speech by saying this:

“(y/n), you’ve been a nuisance since the beginning. if it wasn’t for you, emma would be dead and manjiro sano would’ve been MINE to mold, my perfect manjiro. i refuse to acce-“

before he’s swiftly knocked in the head by an oh-so farmilliar baton.

“the day we allow you to lay a finger on that kid is the day we’re dead”. ran scorched, his eyes burning with hatred. like that, the higher ups of tenjuku, as well as takemichi and draken, chased kisaki into the streets, where his life would soon cease to exist.

you stay with your two brothers, cradling kakucho as the life left his eyes. you always loved kakucho’s eyes, you thought they were the most mesmerising thing to look at. they were the eyes of your big brother, the one who swore to bash in anyone who dared wrong you.

as kakucho’s last breath was taken, he held your hand on one, with izana’s hand in the other.

only then, could you finally register the return of the tenjuku members, as well as the sound of the police force and an ambulance on the way.

dragging you away from kakucho’s deceased corpse was one of the hardest things izana had ever done, but with the help of his new little brother, mikey was safely able to relocate the two of you back at the sano household.

❤︎ the funeral was 4 days after his body was found, and his ashes were buried into the grave of the sano’s. mikey himself insisted that your family was his, and since he had no remaining family to claim his ashes, he would take them into their family grave.

❤︎ that was the moment izana accepted mikey as his little brother.

❤︎ after kakucho’s passing, it took a long time for things to get back to normal. emma welcomed the two of you in with open arms, missing the two of you dearly. she sobbed for three hours straight before she knocked herself out, promptly put into her bed by you.

❤︎ it turns out, the two of you fit in with your siblings quite well! since emma didn’t die in this timeline, mikey is still as joyful as he was before the battle. he would tease you and izana, surprise hug you and beg izana to go riding with him.

❤︎ emma loved having her two brothers back as well, she loves practising different makeup styles on your face, as well as teaching izana how to cook!

❤︎ kokonoi and inui had also rekindled their friendship, and welcomed you with open arms! nowadays, the three of you are a (WORKING) trio, as well as making friends with many different members of toman.

❤︎ izana also made peace with toman, and was welcomed with open arms. he is often seen with chifuyu reading manga together! (you tease him for it but love how he’s found a passion, as well as a buddy to share it with.) (chifuyu also called izana “brother” once and izana burst into tears bc he thought it was adorable. chifuyu is now promptly invited to the sano/kurokawa dinners)

❤︎ of course, the two of you are still rarely apart. you shared a bedroom for the first month of living with your family before finally moving into a bedroom of your own.

❤︎ on izana’s 19th birthday, a year after joining with the sano’s, you gifted him a baby picture of the three of you at the orphanage you had managed to dig up. he didn’t let you go for the rest of his birthday.

❤︎ you visit kakucho at least once a week with your brothers and sister, as well as bringing snacks and insence to light. these moments are your favourite, as they aren’t spent in mourning.

❤︎ they’re spent with your entire family, laughing, chatting and updating kakucho on big news.

❤︎ time spent with YOUR found family ♡.

on one hand, you had some clingy little magician hanging off your arm and treating you as if he was your big brother wherever you went, which only reminded you of a certain redhead back in the day.

on another hand, you had a classy lady who wore a gorgous gold dress and was possibly one of the most glammed up people you’ve ever seen, who insists on dragging you around with her, taking you to all sorts of little shops and cafés. when questioned why she does this, she only smiles, saying how you seemed lonely and needed a friendly face that wasn’t bursting you eardrums with enthusiasm constantly.

having an absent female role throughout your childhood, you slowly began to cling to navia. from the moment you requested the both of you go on a little snack date, she was your official big sister!

with all these eccentric people in your life with seemingly no limit on their social battery, you find yourself overly exhausted almost every evening.

this all changed when a humble and shy diver boy swam into your story.

after about a month of living within the walls of fontaine, you soon come to realise you never formally introduced yourself to lyney’s younger brother, who was absent the first time you ever met the twins.

from what you could recall, freminet was a reserved yet somewhat stoic character. from what lynette had separately told you, he was easily flustered and a bit difficult to talk to. for awhile, you just accepted the fact you might not ever even meet the boy as you had never ACTUALLY seen him out and about.

until the day you decided you’d explore the waters.

like many people in fontaine, you too were curious and mesmerised about the beauty of the sea. the shimmering blue waves blended into the prismatic pinks of the seabed. an assortment of colours could be seen from the top of the ocean and you just had to know what lay beneath the surface.

so, like every normal people would do, you grabbed some overglamified water-gear (NOT diving gear), and hopped straight into the ocean. you were a fairly strong swimmer so you had no issues going under, you weren’t planning on diving deep into water ravines and ocean monuments after all.

looking at all the ocean had to offer you, your eyes glimmered in an almsot spellbound way. the ocean was hypnotic, an almsot angelic tune could be deciphered as you swam further.

going down a little, you see something almost glowing? just beneath the sand. as you go to pick it up, you then realise it wasn’t an object, but a flower. you then recalled what lyney had told you about certain flowers of fontaine.

a little giddy, you go to pick one for yourself before someone else appears in your vision. a boy wearing a diving helmet moves directly upwards from where you were, also in shock in the fact that somebody else was present.

the flower was sitting off the edge of a ravine, and so a body coming flying from the depths of it was quite a sight to behold.

the two of you stare at eachother, before you begin your ascend to the surface, needing to get some air.

you notice the figure swimming up next to you, and decide it’s worth it to learn who this mysterious diver truly is. divers aren’t uncommon in fontaine for obvious reasons, so when you make it on land you didn’t expect the one to take off the helmet to be the youngest brother of the magicians.

“hello, my name is freminet”. he speaks, almost robotically. still a bit startled, you go to speak.

“nice to meet you freminet, my name is (y/n), it’s a pleasure to meet you”.

silence.

“so, um.. do you like the ocean?” the boy asks, a small blush coating his pale cheeks.

“that was the first time i’ve ever touched the waters of fontaine”. you reply rather formally, going back into rich boy mode.

“oh! cool..” he plays with his fingers.

more silence.

you two suck at talking.

from that moment forward (after the very awkward first meeting), freminet was attached to your hip. he followed you around everywhere, and his company didn’t seem to bother you whatsoever. you were one of the first people, who wasn’t one of his siblings, to tolerate his inability to hold a decent conversation, and freminet cherished that part of you,

on the other hand, you liked how freminet didn’t make you feel as though you needed to talk with him constantly to keep the newly formed friendship in tow. the two of you could sit on a bench for hours, barley conversate, however the atmosphere never differed from comfortable.

in a way, you were each others peace.

“hello again (y/n)! are you here to once more whisk my little brother away on a little date?” lyney asks, winking as he spoke. it wasn’t rare you came to collect the boy if you had something to do, and vise versa if freminet wanted some company while he worked.

you only rolled your eyes at the blonde, flicking his forehead (to which he winced slightly) before making yourself at home. by this point your migration to fontaine was close to hitting the 4 month mark, and in that time the trio of the hearth became almost family to you.

that also means waltzing into each others homes unannounced.

i’m not joking by the way, once you came home to lynette stuffing her face with a cake you bought earlier that day with lyney knocked out on your lounge. and you know what you did? ate the rest of the cake with lynette (you twos secret till this day) and markered all over lyneys face before taking a nap yourselves.

anyways, you made yourself at home before asking lynette where freminet was. she smiled to herself knowingly before directing you to the boys bedroom.

as you entered, a truly charming scene before you unfolded itself.

freminet was fast asleep on his bed, pers sitting on his nightstand. freminet had a book cuddled into his chest, his little snores filled the room.

smiling to yourself, you go to collect the book from his grasp, worried the edges might hurt him in his sleep, before something truly taken out of a romance novel happened.

instead, freminet grabbed your sleeve and yanked you down towards him. you always knew he was a clingy sleeper, having shared a DOUBLE BED with him beforehand, however freminet had a SINGLE BED.

in schock, you look at his peaceful face that was still dead asleep, before giggling to yourself.

you successfully take the book from his grasp and put it on the floor. then you look up to the ceiling. the artwork of sea creatures and hanging bubbles from his roof was truly a mesmerising sight, his entire bedroom being themed off the ocean. everything about him drawer you in more and more.

you failed to realise that the ‘more and more’ was now directly next to you, clinging onto your chest. for the 100th time this day, you heart skipped a beat as the diver cuddled himself next to you.

‘fuck it’ you say to yourself, grabbing him gently by the waist and adjusting him so he was on your chest sideways, with you flat on your back with one arm around him.

‘you know, i think i could get used to this’. you think to yourself once more.

you didn’t know at the time, but the tune you assumed to be in your head was actually outside freminet bedroom window, being strung gently by a lyre. the figure of the person could not be seen to those passing by, but if you looked close enough..

you’d notice a jade green bard smiling to himself, an instrument of pure melodies resting upon his fingertips.