Aya left his apartment and went over to Omi's. His body felt tired still. A lack of sleep and the constant dwelling on his sister's reaction to what he was were still weighing heavily on him. Things would never be the same between them. He'd known that from the start but it helped nothing.
He knocked on the door when he got there and quickly covered up how he was feeling. Unfortunately, it was something he'd become very good at over the years.
Omi smiled when he answered the door, trying not to make it look like he was leaning on the door handle (which he was, of course). "Aya-kun, daijoubu?" he asked worriedly.
Aya's eyes went straight to the hand leaning on the handle. He was clearly skeptical about this whole arrangement and wasn't bothering to hide it. Ignoring the question, he changed the subject. "Are you sure you can make it to the shop?"
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He knocked on the door when he got there and quickly covered up how he was feeling. Unfortunately, it was something he'd become very good at over the years.
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[trans- you okay?]
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