#so idk if tumblr time gets axed for that I'm okay with it hehe

[four-white-trees]

Sunday Six: Executive Dysfunction Edition

idk i just. didn't have the ability to post until the evening. Gotta love weird brains. ANYWAY

I've been writing things i have no business writing (that is: scenes to the sequel to the murder mystery...bro, finish the first one first) but that's like. a whole fic's worth of context i cant share. So have some dragon sibling angst!

Tagging: @jichanxo @passthroughtime @overdevelopedglasses @skysquid22 @mike----wazowski also because i know they enjoy dragon siblings content @lordichamo :3

“I’m here to visit you, Ma,” Kaoru reminded her. “You and…” She took a long puff of her own cigarette. “Ryuji.”

Now it was Ma’s smile that faded, but she nodded sympathetically. “I figured as much.”

Ten years since he’d died, too.

Kaoru had struggled for a long time with the idea that Ryuji Goda was her half-brother. Everything she had learned about him from incident reports, criminal records, intelligence, and her own witness spoke to a man who was violent, cruel, and impulsive. She had seen first-hand the cold hatred that burned in his eyes when he looked at Kiryu. But when he’d learned about her, that they were siblings, something shifted in him. For a long time, Kaoru told herself that shift had happened because he was dying. In his last breaths, he must have tried to cling to some goodness, some comfort, as he faced his end.

That explanation never satisfied her, though. Ryuji Goda was fearless. He did not need comfort in death. What he showed her, then, had to be genuine.

Love, from a brother to a sister, from a man who’d been taken from his family to a woman who’d never known hers. He’d looked her in the eye and asked if she could remember their mother. The sadness in his face when she said she couldn’t. The tenderness when she asked him to describe her.

“I got an adorable l’il sister here. If only I’d know. Maybe we coulda avoided all this, huh?”

His words had haunted Kaoru for years. Eventually she had been able to accept them, and now they rested in her heart, next to the ashes of her father.