Yone, damn you.

Life was already not so perfect, Yasuo didn't need more problems. In fact, this was a matter he had from before but each time he could hope to forget and put it in his past, it came back to kick him. It was coming, he knew it. No way that his family stopped worrying, even after a good month.

Oh by now they surely got in a new routine, only for two. How it was meant to be. Bitterness never left then it turned to sadness again and Yasuo had to choke it fast.

The good news was that he just asked Yi where he was. Just. This was already quite a lot said but could he really blame them ? The minimum to know. The less fun part was to know he reached for Yi. If there were things to be asked and said, he would rather hear about it yet at the same time he refused to answer any message. In his position, Yasuo couldn't hope to be left unbothered. Immature. Probably back 'home' their mother was still sad about this. Don't think about it.

There were many things he prefered not to think about. Most about his past, be it a decade or a month ago. Not once it would leave him at peace.

At least that day finished better. He could see Yi's effort to distract him and cheer him up. It was quite sweet when he realized later during the night, how he wasn't think too hard on his problems. It worked.

Good time to remember, as heartbreaking it was to hear Lily crying for her food in the kitchen. Yi looked so sad for her and did his best to make her understand but again, what a lament. Yasuo felt it too though he was still very glad to have pizza. Sorry not sorry.

After a small rollercoaster, now it was rather quiet. Just night time, while Yi was gone to sleep. The flat was his kingdom for a small time.

Until he got no reason to stay up, mind focusing on the small happy things of the day. It was better this way.

Life went on like a river, impossible to stop if one tried. It would be easy to get lost in that stream of days, one after the other. Unless one had serious matters that refused to leave, like Yasuo.

Difficult not to see time going since he was still living at Yi's place without a way to pay back. The feeling of being an intruder stayed. Accepted maybe but he couldn't feel at peace.

So it was a great news for him when he found a small job in the following weeks. It was worth nothing, barely the minimum wage but he would still earn something.

Alright, delivery wasn't exactly his dream job. This was going to be a pain to do but the positive aspect weighed more. This was the price of his peace of mind and probably his stay at Yi's place.

Now he wouldn't feel so guilty to stay here, since he would be able to pay back for the trouble. Oh Yi didn't accept that at first, saying it was normal to shelter a friend when times were rough. After a short and not so serious argument, Yasuo managed to convince him to accept his 'contribution', as thin as it could be compared to the latter's salary. It was still some help and his conscience got better.

On the other side, it was hell again. Yasuo didn't like that work, sometimes finishing very late. Or just working in general, like everyone else. It was so tiring and even worse when the weather was bad.

In these hard moments, he reminded himself that at least he would have some money. Because otherwise, there was no reaosn to endure this.

Luck couldn't be found in everything. About his search for a room to rent, again there was nothing. Barely no new offers and the few ones were too expensive. In his free time he just scrolled through it, pissed as ever and enclined to grumble for the end of the day.

At night it was again something else. For each of these evenings where Yasuo looked up when Yi wished him goodnight with a tone nuanced by the day – from soft to tired. These times he replied equally, watching him go to his room indeed, gaze lingering on the partially closed door.

Quiet ideas, quiet thoughts making their way in his mind. It was easy to linger around the latter, to simply feel something to smother next second. It hadn't left yet. Would it one day ? In these nightly moments, he couldn't think, merely able to enjoy it while it last.

For now he had a home. Yi's place. He did his best not to bother too much but letting these feelings grow over time wasn't going to help. Was there even a place for it ? A second month had passed since he arrived here and it wasn't gone yet. With time he learned to hide it better, like many thing he had already learned to hide about his past. Only a glance sometimes, when he was sure Yi wasn't looking. Enjoy the crumbs while it last. This was the closest he would even get in his life.

Every day though his heart would find a reason to beat a little faster, just for a time. Like waking up and finding a small note from the latter on the kitchen's table. Merely a few words, wishing good day and possibly giving instructions about laundry or dinner. Or when he came back late because of his job and Yi was still waiting for him before having dinner. Tiny moments that kept the flame alive. As if it needed any encouragement. It was already doing so well on its own. At night he would try to forget and play this down, not to get useless hopes but the memories stayed.

So this was a new routine that settled, between his changing work hours and Yi's already fixed rhythm. Not very surprisingly, it went well – barely the need to adjust for dinner time sometimes. It was fine, Yasuo found a rather stable point so far and he did a great job at ignoring whatever text his brother may have sent him. For now.

Between his family issues and growing feelings, soon he would have no time to think. Especially now that the longing got quite physical. It would be truly a shame if Yi found out.

For now, playing cool would have to do, before he gave up.