A/N: After a few happy drabbles, I decided to throw some angst in here. It's not much but I wanted to play around with Jun and Daisuke's sibling relationship. Oh, and happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it.
Prompt: "Simple"
Word count: 483
Daisuke didn't expect his family to be home when he got back from soccer practice.
It was the reason why he slammed the door with as much force as he could muster, causing it to shake against its hinges. The reason why he didn't bother taking off his shoes, which were water-logged and practically ruined from the downpour outside. The reason why he didn't hide the tears streaming down his face in tiny, endless waterfalls.
It was all because he didn't expect them to be home. His parents were both at work and his sister had said she'd planned to go out with her friends. He was supposed to have the house to himself.
Which meant he was welcome to do whatever he god damn pleased.
But he was proved wrong when Jun's annoyed voice rang throughout the apartment: "Hey! You know you're not supposed to do that!"
"Shut up! I didn't ask you!" he shot back immediately, wiping his face angrily in an attempt to rid the redness in his eyes.
Jun popped her head out from in the kitchen, her cheeks flushed slightly with anger, fixing her irritated gaze on him. "That's not—" She stopped, her eyes widening slightly. Daisuke continued to glare at her, but she didn't seem to care, seeing as she dropped everything and ran over to him.
"What happened to your face?" she demanded, making a move to grasp his chin.
He swatted her away and screamed, "It's none of your damn business! Leave me alone!"
When he tried to push her away, she took hold of his arm and heatedly replied, "No! Let me look at it! You're bleeding!"
"I don't care! Let me go!"
"No! Let me look!" Jun repeated.
Daisuke turned away from her, his body trembling with rage and pain and from the cold. He was soaking wet from the rain, the tears wouldn't stop and his face hurt like hell—which was probably because his lip was busted and his right eye was swollen. Jun wasn't helping the matters in the slightest; in fact, she was pissing him off even more.
"Just go back to whatever you were doing," he grumbled bitterly. "I can take care of myself. So just fuck off, ok?"
They settled into a bleeding silence. He was breathing hard and his heart was pounding, while Jun just stood there, seeming unsure of what to do.
"…They got to you again, didn't they?" she whispered finally. "The guys from your team, I mean. They were the ones that did this to you, aren't they?"
Daisuke didn't reply at first. He still wasn't facing her. "I was protecting Takeru," he mumbled softly.
After a while, Jun murmured gently, "You should go get change so you don't get sick. I'm gonna go get you some ice."
Daisuke nodded hesitantly. Slowly, more tears slid down his cheeks.
If only it were that simple.
