[He remembers back when Kyousuke was younger, that small boy would try to stay up later just to be with him. He would often wind up nodding off where he was sitting, eventually falling over so that he'd be fast asleep with his head on Yuuichi's lap, snoring away as the older boy finished off whatever homework assignment he had that day. Their mother would drape a blanket over him because it was impossible to move little Kyousuke, whose small hands gripped tightly onto Yuuichi's pants leg.
He's smiling in his sleep, their mother would say with delight, and Yuuichi would comment that it must be because he's having a good dream.
It's probably one where he's playing soccer with you, their father would respond, and the three of them would laugh happily with their youngest family member curled up between them.
Their mother isn't here right now, and neither is their father. Yuuichi can't pick up and carry Kyousuke if he falls asleep now, and he doesn't want the boy to sleep on the chair. Closing the lid to his own lunchbox, he reaches over to rest a hand on the boy's shoulder.]
Help me into my chair. Let's go brush our teeth and get ready for bed.
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He's smiling in his sleep, their mother would say with delight, and Yuuichi would comment that it must be because he's having a good dream.
It's probably one where he's playing soccer with you, their father would respond, and the three of them would laugh happily with their youngest family member curled up between them.
Their mother isn't here right now, and neither is their father. Yuuichi can't pick up and carry Kyousuke if he falls asleep now, and he doesn't want the boy to sleep on the chair. Closing the lid to his own lunchbox, he reaches over to rest a hand on the boy's shoulder.]
Help me into my chair. Let's go brush our teeth and get ready for bed.