Yet he couldn't fall asleep, as much as he changed sides in bed. It just wouldn't come. Yi lied on his back, sighing for this bad luck. At least he didn't need to wake up early next day.

Maybe what kept him awake was his thoughts.

Still paying attention to any noise in the flat. Usually he could tell if Lily was having a crazy time or not, depending on the rare noises. His bedroom's door was always open in case she wanted to come here and sleep. Also because she would meow till the door was open otherwise.

Right then, it was nothing like a cat that caught his attention. So small, muffled. It couldn't be Lily so the source could only be Yasuo.

Yi had been about to go back to rest but it didn't sound right. Not the kind of noises in one's sleep.

Sobs, in the middle of the night. When he realized, it hurt a little like a start of panick.

What's wrong ?

There was so much he didn't know though he guessed it was linked to this 'family drama', as Yasuo called it. Who knew how deep it was ? It couldn't be a mere matter, to bring his friend to this.

Don't cry, please.

Sitting in bed, Yi did nothing. Powerless. It must have been so painful or sad for Yasuo yet he couldn't help at all. He promised he wouldn't bother him on this topic.

As if he could ignore the muffled noisesnearby. Really, it was meant to be discreet but he heard it. In return, sadness touched him too. To see or feel someone aching to that point was difficult for people like him, he received part of it.

Maybe Lily could bring some support, if she happened to be awake at the moment and willing to wander in the living room. Ridiculous idea but as long as it helped where he couldn't, why not.

There was something deeply cold in being unable to act, to provide some comfort as small as it could be. Yasuo would probably be mad at him or extremely ashamed if he came to see him and ask. Bound to stay silent.

Restless yet nothing to do. Since sleep refused to take him, Yi's thoughts ran a bit. Or maybe this was why he couldn't sleep. Thoughtful, about Yasuo.

Since he met again his highschool friend, he noticed how much changed through the years. Strange to say but Yasuo was still his very self yet with some nuances, too stark details.

First, he was far less noisy. Joking around the fact that it was better for everyone including himself but it didn't sit well with Yi. For him, he just behaved like a lively kid violently scolded who wouldn't dare to speak liek before. Or maybe he needed time around someone to get used to it and return to his usual self.

Yi came to remember these years, gone for long. That one guy looking for troubles but in fact he was just unlucky, a real magnet. Background noise during his and Yone's breaks. Indeed it took him time to realize it wasn't bothering.

Take care of this memory, the bold youngster shut fast from a mere word. Now he was quietly crying, as if he could hide from the world.

So far from what he knew of Yasuo but did he really know him ? Good question. For all the time he believed the two brothers to deeply care about each other, it took one afternoon to learn they fought. And Yasuo left their home. Maybe the reason he was in such state, far from his home and family. Homesick.

He knew that too well, the solitude from distance. Emptiness when left alone, without no one to chat with or anything. At least he had Lily. Yasuo had no one here. Except him. It stung and it warmed his heart slightly to notice that. As long as he could help him in some way. This was a reason Yi looked after him, when he heard his problems. Not to leave him alone in a new city.

Something else was at work too, easy to tell. Not just the fact of leaving family behind. It would have hurt jsut a little if Yasuo left them on good terms, to study or else. But right then he left after a fight. Yi doubted he told them. Possibly he ran away when they weren't there to hold him back. Or before they came back home.

Asking details was impossible, the latter would never tell him.

The result was here, with some thinking. They tried to call him when they were eating. Small hypothesis because nothing else could explain such utter fear from having to answer a call. Again Yasuo had refused to talk about it.

What a difficult situation. No way out except waiting for a better day, which wouldn't help that much. Yi had to stay silent on this, no matter what. But it hurt, as echo for his friend's pain. If he wanted to talk of course he would be here and ready to listen. He still doubted Yasuo would let him.

Furthermore, no idea how these days would go. For now he had a guest and he would stay the time to find a proper place to live in. Difficult to achieve in a few days.

Yi considered this. It would do for now, it was still a form of help to keep the latter here. At least he knew he wasn't freezing in the street.

Out there, silence came back. He paid attention but nothing seemed to come anymore. Ah, good. Small relief to know that Yasuo found sleep or maybe just felt better.

Now both could hope for some rest, worry soothed.

Though Yi would have to wait a little bit more. Struggling to sleep, even as he had his peace of mind back. It really didn't want to help tonight. Please…

Slow wondering, as his thoughts came back to his guest. Well, I hope he'll be fine. Next morning he would see how Yasuo do but potentially nothing of the night event would remain. He saw that several times, the latter trying to cover any 'vulnerability'. One of the easiest person to read through but it got more difficult since he found him again. The years mustn't have been nice to him, especially if it brought him to violence recently.

Little by little he felt sleep holding him. So he welcomed it gladly, last thoughts about next day to make it better for Yasuo. At least give him a distraction, like this evening.

Special waking of the day offered by Lily stepping in his bed without care and even walking on him. Good way to wake up indeed.

« Mmmpf. Hello, my lady. » Softly said, not so aware of what time it could be or anything. Just, the sun was up and a quite busy cat was living her life even if it bothered Yi's sleep.

Blindly he grabbed his phone and looked at the time, while trying to keep Lily in bed. She didn't complain and flopped on the blanket.

10:12. Later than usual but it was alright. Now it was time to see if Yasuo was up already or not. Honestly, Yi expected him to sleep till noon at least, for he knew the man to be in a quite awful state in the morning. Oh dear memories.

Do I have some coffee left ?

To Lily's chagrin, he had to get out of bed, at least to go to the bathroom. A sad meow answered the move but she stayed in bed. At the occasion Yi put the blanket to cover her, see if she would like that.

After this quick passage, he checked on his guest. Quiet as he could just in case, Yi went at the door of the living room. Bingo, Yasuo was still sleeping. Not a really quiet rest, he would say. Snoring lihtly, limbs tangled in the blanket and no care for this world.

He lingered on this sight, realizing he never saw the latter in such setting. Well, there was a time for everything. Yi left him at peace while taking care not to close the door. This would be such an outrage for Lily.

Now he had little to do. His living room was reserved for a time and it was sunday morning. For such day his routine wasn't really important. So Yi returned in his bedroom, got back to bed. Lily purred loudly when he sat down and took her in his lap to pet her.

Quiet time, for a quiet sunday.