The walk took longer than he thought, and by the time Hikaru had made it back to the Hitachiin villa, he was freezing cold, his feet were sore and he was internally kicking himself for not calling a taxi. All feelings of guilt over the nights events had left him as he slipped into the sleeping house, only half-heartedly trying to keep the noise down as he trudged up the stairs to the room where his brother was surely sleeping.
Each step he took towards their bedroom seemed to remind him of why he left in the first place. Ever since summer had started, all that his brother had talked about was Haruhi, a classmate of theirs back at Ouran High School. He was constantly texting her and talking to her, he hardly paid any attention to Hikaru at all, which was why he had chosen to take Kaori up on her offer of a date. Even though when he was with her all he could really think about was Kaoru, whenever he returned to his brother, the feeling of resentment that had built up came crawling back.
By the time he had reached their closed bedroom door, he found himself half hoping that Kaoru would be awake, kept sleepless due to his absence. But no, when he opened the door he was met with a quiet room, and the silent form of a person sleeping soundly in bed, and he couldn't stop the bitter disappointment from rising in his throat. Haughtily, he all but slammed the door, cutting off the little glow of light that had been subtly illuminating the room, and stomped across the floorboards in the dark, actively trying to make as much noise as possible in the cotton slippers he'd picked up in the foyer, without much success.
"Ow!"
He didn't get very far before his foot made contact with something solid and heavy thrown haphazardly on the floor. Reaching out in the dark, he managed to find and light the small lamp sitting on the desk, which revealed the culprit to be Kaoru's awfully packed luggage, with zips still undone and clothes hanging out all over the place. A small, sighing moan from the bed caught Hikarus attention, and he turned, almost eagerly, to see if the light had woken his brother up. However, Kaoru only gave a grunt and rolled over, and Hikaru ground his teeth together in frustration. He knew it was selfish and petty, but part of him wanted Kaoru to wake up and notice he was home.
Unwilling to go to sleep yet, Hikaru sat down on the floor next to his own luggage, and started opening it up, not bothering to keep quiet. Maybe if he crashed around the room a bit, the noise would make Kaoru notice him, so he made himself busy packing up his things, crawling here and there to grab a book or a shirt that was lying around. Every so often he would throw a glance towards the bed, but nothing changed. Kaoru was too deeply asleep to be woken up, and when Hikaru finally zipped the neatly packed luggage closed, his resolve was broken and his eyelids were heavy.
Sitting on the floor, he rubbed his hands over his face and through his hair before letting them fall to his sides. He took a moment to watch his sleeping twin, and wondered what had changed between them so much that he would feel jealous over someone else. Honestly, he knew there was nothing going on between Kaoru and Haruhi, but he just couldn't stop the feelings of rejection and hurt from surfacing every time his brother said her name, even though he knew full well that it was his brother who had supported him the previous year when Hikaru had decided he wanted a relationship with her.
Sighing, he picked himself up off the floor, moved his luggage to the wall next to their door and turned the lamp off before quietly slipping under the blanket. Kaoru, disturbed by the movement, gave a discontented groan before rolling over and unconsciously throwing an arm over Hikarus chest. Laying like that, all feelings of jealousy and resentment vanished from Hikaru, if only for a moment. At least for the next few hours it would only be him and his brother, like it had always been. Even if they were both asleep, they would be together, and that's all that Hikaru had ever wanted.