[ literally there were never any nuggets not even a single fucking one reki's been a filthy liar from the start.
but either way, shit happens. reki knows enough about mechanics to know that taking anything out on the road causes all kinds of minute disruptions: tiny vibrations sliding gears off their axis, alignments falling out of tune, the invisible cost of wear and tear patiently draining the longevity of every working part. you make adjustments where you can and repairs when it's needed and you move on. it's normal.
what isn't normal is pretending like qi fang doesn't mean everything to him. it's the worst kept secret in this house and reki's not sure anymore why he's still so desperately trying to shove it back into the shadows. he feels those fingers squeezing his own and what feels normal is to grasp them, pulling qi fang over to the table by them, holding on as he takes his place among his family. ]
... Man, we just ate curry.
[ "i knew i smelled curry," koyomi accuses.
"then don't eat it. more for my favorite son," ma chirps, heaping qi fang's bowl high.
"some, some!" the twins holler, gesturing to their shiny little mouths. ]
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but either way, shit happens. reki knows enough about mechanics to know that taking anything out on the road causes all kinds of minute disruptions: tiny vibrations sliding gears off their axis, alignments falling out of tune, the invisible cost of wear and tear patiently draining the longevity of every working part. you make adjustments where you can and repairs when it's needed and you move on. it's normal.
what isn't normal is pretending like qi fang doesn't mean everything to him. it's the worst kept secret in this house and reki's not sure anymore why he's still so desperately trying to shove it back into the shadows. he feels those fingers squeezing his own and what feels normal is to grasp them, pulling qi fang over to the table by them, holding on as he takes his place among his family. ]
... Man, we just ate curry.
[ "i knew i smelled curry," koyomi accuses.
"then don't eat it. more for my favorite son," ma chirps, heaping qi fang's bowl high.
"some, some!" the twins holler, gesturing to their shiny little mouths. ]