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✶ chapter two

𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃⠀⠀⠀⠀✶⠀⠀⠀⠀──͏⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧.

oii:   a day with the siblings !
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    He let out a low groan as he felt a comforting warmth enveloping his skin. Slowly, he blinked his eyes open and observed a gentle beam of sunlight filtering through the window and casting a soft glow on the room through the partially drawn curtain.

He slowly sat up from his futon and looked at the mattress next to him to see Mitsuki sleeping. He stretched his arms and released a soft yawn, he rubbed his eyes before standing from the soft futon. Vela walked himself toward the sink and started to fill up the kettle of water.

Slowly he picked up his towel and walked up toward the bathroom to start his routine. He took an immediate bath, drying himself after. Droplets of water still clung to his chest, glistening in the soft light filtering through the curtains. His dark hair was wet with a few strands falling over his eyes, giving him an even rugged appearance.

Looking at his mirror, he applied most of the products he uses to make less acne growing in. Vela really does have a glass skin on that kind of pale complexion. His towel hung loosely around his torso, revealing yet so defined muscles that Suigetsu forced him to make him more fit — additionally the sharp lines of his physique.

Walking out and making his towel more secure around his torso, the silver kettle began to emit a soft hiss as it neared the boiling point. Vela leaned against the counter his eyes occasionally drifting toward the kettle. As the hissing grew louder, he straightened up and held his cup.

As the water inside the kettle reaches its boiling point, small bubbles start to form and rise to the surface, creating a soft bubbling sound that gradually becomes more pronounced. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing whistle fills the air as the kettle announces that the water has reached its boiling point.

Vela swiftly turns off the stove and carefully pours the boiling water over his freshly ground coffee, releasing a rich and enticing aroma that fills the room, stimulating the senses and awakening the mind.

Vela whistles, closing his eyes As he brings the cup to his lips, the boy savors the bitterness engulfing "That's the stuff."

"Do you always do this back at the hideout?" Vela peeked one eye to see Mitsuki standing, watching him with a blank look yet his Lips were curled up in a smile. "What? Drinking coffee?" Vela asks before sipping his drink. Mitsuki shakes his head. "No."

"Then what?" Mitsuki tilts his head innocently on his reply and points out "Being shirtless and having no clothes but just a towel covering your di—" Vela abruptly slams his cup on the sink with a loud thud, a red hue spreading at the tip of his ears yet his face was looking at Mitsuki with a deadpanned.

"Shut it." Mitsuki blinked at his words before smiling in return "Hai." Vela sighed, brought his finished cup to the sink, and walked past Mitsuki, after ruffling his bed hair, towards the drawer to grab his clothes. "Prepare some eggs and bread. I'll make us breakfast."

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"I might come home late tonight," Mitsuki said as he strode with Vela around the village, Vela had his forehead protector dangling on the hoop of his pants and he ignored how girls, apparently around Mitsuki's age, looking in their direction with awe. "Why is that?" he asked and took out a device from his pocket, reaching it towards his lips and seemingly inhaling a puff of smoke before releasing it into the air.