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I was flabbergasted. What was I supposed to say, or even think, about this? "You want... Dan back...?" He quietly nodded in agreement, his eyes shining with brimming tears. I nervously chuckled as I spoke up again. "What do you mean? You've always had him. You've never lost him."
"That's- that's what you think!" he yelled, his voice breaking as he chocked back his tears with all his might. Then, he muttered under his breath, "why are you so oblivious..."
At this point, my mind was racing. Dan... brother back... oblivious... What did all these things mean? I hadn't taken anything from anyone! The only thing I had stolen was my fantasy of holding Ice in my arms, cuddled together and watching some bullshit soap opera... But then I realized. That's what had happened.
"I'm sorry, bro. I really am. I'm so sorry," I said in a low tone, almost at a whisper. "I didn't realize that you saw Dan the way I saw you... More than just a brother..."
At this moment, the dam in Ice's eyes broke, letting out a flood of tears streaming down his face. I went in for a hug, and this time he did not push me away. Between sniffles, he managed a small phrase.
"I'm so sorry."
I hugged him tighter, trying to comfort him the best I can. I honestly couldn't care less about this dumb physical interaction bullshit I've been dreaming over. He's my kid brother, and he needed to be comforted right now. My romantic feelings for him aside, I still cared for him very much as a brother too. I took my thumb and wiped away his tears, unsure about what I can say. Sometimes, though, you didn't need to say anything to show that you care.
After a few quiet minutes (aside from the sniffles from my brother), I broke the silence. "Do you want to take a nap? It might help you feel better."
He shook his head, barely getting the words out: "don't want them to see me cry"
A half-smile appeared on my face. "Then you can stay in my room and sleep on my bed. Then you can get out like nothing happened. I'll wake you in an hour or so, okay?"
With a nod, Ice waddled over towards the bed. I tucked him in like I used to when we were younger, then kissed his forehead goodnight. He closed his eyes, and everything in the room was silent except for the few ragged breaths that came from him when he tried to stifle back more tears. I went and closed the door to my room hoping some annoying asshole won't barge in like he usually does, and sat on the floor next to the bed. I sat there and was deep in thought for a while. However, I decided to just go sit on the bed next to him. By then, he was fast asleep. I gently caressed his hair with my hand, then ran a finger down his jawline. It seemed like it was just yesterday that we were tiny children, running around with not a care in the world. Oh, why must we all grow up so quickly...
Aaaaand here's my "happy 4 year" thing for this fic. You get the big punch. Except I've been foreshadowing it for a while now. Some of yall who reviewed it earlier caught on ;) Anyways, I've been writing ahead a bit, then posting little tiny bits in case some minor details need to be tweaked, etc etc. I think I actually have the rest of the story planned out (WOW I ACTUALLY PLAN THINGS OUT?) and I think that this will end around Chapter 20 or so. As always, until next time! HASTA LA PASTA~~
