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in which Y/n, plagued by sleepless nights, finds solace in her brother's arms
౨ৎ ━━ SENDAI, JAPAN 2010 ━━⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪
The night had settled over Sendai, blanketing the city in a veil of darkness. The sky was an inky black, with only the occasional flash of lightning to illuminate the silhouettes of the buildings and trees. Thunder rumbled ominously, shaking the ground and echoing through the quiet streets. Inside the Tsukishima household, most of the family was sound asleep, undisturbed by the storm outside. However, one little person was wide awake, her small heart racing with each crash of thunder.
Y/n, the 3 year old baby of the Tsukishima family, had always been sensitive to loud noises. The storm had rudely interrupted her dreams about unicorns, and now she lay in bed, clutching her blankets tightly. She glanced nervously at the window, watching the branches of the trees outside sway wildly in the wind. The sight made her stomach twist with anxiety.
"It's just a storm," she whispered to herself, trying to sound brave. "It can't hurt me... If I go back to sleep, it'll be over sooner."
But as soon as she closed her eyes, another loud clap of thunder reverberated through the house, accompanied by a bright flash of lightning. Y/n yelped in fright, pulling the blankets over her head. Her small body trembled as she tried to block out the sounds with her hands. No matter how tightly she pressed her palms to her ears, she couldn't escape the relentless noise of the storm.
In moments like these, Y/n wished her older brother Kei were there with her. Despite his often stoic and teasing demeanor, he always knew how to make her feel safe. But Kei was busy with all his reviewing and she wouldn't want to disturb him. Tears welled up in her eyes, a mix of fear and shame. At her age, she felt she should be braver, like Kei.
Deciding she couldn't handle the storm on her own, Y/n slipped out of bed and grabbed a small flashlight from her bedside table. She tiptoed down the hallway, careful not to wake her parents. In the past, she might have sought comfort from them, but they had gently encouraged her to be more independent. However, there was one person who never minded sharing his bed with her during these scary nights.
Y/n reached her older brother Akiteru's room and quietly pushed the door open. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. She approached the bed and gently shook his arm.
"Nii-chan..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "Nii-chan..."
Akiteru stirred, squinting against the sudden brightness as Y/n accidentally shone the flashlight in his face. She quickly turned it off, feeling guilty.
