wheet_whoo: (nosy nose)
Fai D. Flourite ([personal profile] wheet_whoo) wrote in [community profile] string_theory 2015-03-12 02:26 am (UTC)

that was not the right journal.

As he felt the weight sagging against him, Fai shifted, moving to support the child. It was strange, he hadn't been around someone this small in so long, but it was his Fai, and everything came naturally. The way he shifted to fit against the older twins shoulder (and how much older now, how many year between them?) and Fai's lips curled up.

Yuuko moved silently to the door, knowing she was seeing a family moment where she didn't belong.

"Two doors down on the right will be your room. There should be clothes laid out, and the girls will bring some clothes later." And then she was gone.

It was strange to be left alone in a place like this, and Fai appreciated the trust, immensely. He would hardly trust himself this much.

Then again, he probably was over estimating the trust.

Shifting Fai against him, he pushed open the door (she had left it ajar) and moved to their room. It was open and airy, but simple compared to the rest of the shop he had seen. Laying Fai down, he let out a soft whistle to be sure his brother wouldn't be disturbed in a much earned sleep, and explored the room, before slipping out to find this world's Makona.

He should probably figure out what was going on with his companions.

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