shellphones | Text; un: spectacleofphantasmagoria

Type: Text
Sender ID: spectacleofphantasmagoria (Lyney)
To: Public
Subject: Sisterrrrr
Warnings: Lyney's dramatic ass

[So, what comes up on the network isn't actually any words, but a picture. A big, obnoxious picture, with some text superimposed upon it. The picture is then followed by several others, all depicting a similar theme, and similar motif:]

[Following the pictures is a morose-reading text from a certain magician.]

To think, after two whole years apart, my own sister refuses to acknowledge me! I simply wished to spend time with my dear sister! Oh, the humanity..! My dear sister, if you can see this, please reconsider your cruel and coldhearted decision! Your brother misses you so!

[Sure he may have been a little overbearing with her, checking in on her a bit more than was necessary, but he had missed her! Being blocked on the Shellphones was hardly fair, in Lyney's humble opinion! He clearly didn't do a single thing wrong!]

[...Okay no he may have been quite annoying and irritating to his introverted sister and pushed her to block him because of his overbearing-ness, but like hell is he admitting that.]

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Oh, is that right? Sounds like something I'm going to need to work on. Could I perhaps enlist you to help me out with that~?

[Oh, Lyney has a perfect answer for that. But first, he switches their conversation to private. He has SOME respect for appearances, after all.]

And make you even more of a brat than usual?

Are you suggesting I may have to teach you how to behave, chérie?

[Lyney can probably hear Heizou chuckling to himself in the other room.]

Man alive, I don't know what you mean! I'm a perfectly well behaved gentleman~

[Oh he can. And Heizou can probably hear the little knowing hum coming from Lyney.]

Is that so?

Shall I come in and put that claim to the test?

Go right ahead! I'm sure you'll find I'm on my best behavior and up to no mischief whatsoever~ ♥

[And if Lyney goes ahead and joins him in the bedroom, he'll find Heizou laying on his stomach on the bed, practically kicking his feet as he looks at his shellphone.]

[Oh, he is definitely going to go check on Heizou in the bedroom, peeking his head in with a knowing, sly grin on his face.]

No mischief whatsoever, hmm?

[Heizou grins over at him, innocently batting his eyelashes.]

Absolutely none! It's quite amazing how casually you accuse a detective of such a thing~

Uh huh. And isn't it a common trope in detective novels that the rival detective is the actual perpetrator?

[Lyney comes over and leans in, pressing a quick peck to Heizou's lips.]

But alas, I won't be able to set you straight just yet. Our friend is sick and needs our attention.

Maybe~

[But then he's humming happily into that quick little kiss, and giving Lyney a warm, affectionate look when they part.]

Hmm, yes. I saw Sherlock's... unusual text behavior. We should prepare something for him to eat.

Yes, we should. I fear he's very unwell. Especially if he's talking about dying repeatedly.

[He leans back, then pauses.]

Was... I too much with Lynette?

Oh, that part might be... somewhat normal. Fever-induced to be sure, but not as dire as it sounds.

[He and Sherlock are quite alike after all.. So Heizou Gets It.

When Lyney pauses like that, Heizou's head tilts curiously. And at the question he chuckles softly, sitting up better so he can tug Lyney down to sit on the bed with him.]

Your excitement got the best of you, mon couer. It's understandable from your point of view, but for her she'd only just seen you before arriving here. She hasn't had the time or space to miss you yet.

Well, it doesn't make it any less alarming.

[Lyney can also understand to an extent, but that doesn't make him not worried. Older brother instincts kicking in.]

[Lyney allows himself to be tugged to sit down, and he listens to Heizou carefully. He nods slowly, a small, sad smile on his face.]

I know, and I know I should give her grace and time to adjust. I just... [He sighs, shaking his head.] I guess I didn't realize just how much I missed her until she got here.

No, it doesn't~ [Oh, Sherlock. What are they going to do with you.]

[Heizou smiles gently, pulling Lyney's hands into his and rubbing slow, soothing circles over his knuckles.]

I knew. I've always known. Because you're a good brother, Lyney. Your family members are never far from your thoughts, and that's nothing to be ashamed of. It's one of the many things I love and admire about you.

[Lyney looks up at Heizou, his expression incredibly fond and tender.]

You always know what to say to make me feel better.

[He gives Heizou's hand a gentle squeeze as well, and his eyes slowly blink in fondness.]

You know that you're counted among their number now, right? You have been for some time now.

[He lets out a soft chuckle, giving Lyney an equally warm and fond look.]

Am I? I'm very lucky indeed if that's true~

[He then leans forward to press a gentle kiss to the tip of Lyney's nose. Just something sweet and affectionate.]

I know I could never replace them. But it makes me happy to hear that I have a space alongside them in your heart.

Of course it's true. I'd be lying to myself to admit otherwise.

[Even if he used to vehemently deny it, now... now he knows what his heart truly feels. That little kiss just makes the fondness in his expression grow.]

You being considered alongside them is more than I have offered anyone else. Family is something I'd never take for granted, and that includes you.

[Heizou smiles, a faint flush spreading across his nose and cheeks. This sweet, gentle affection is something that always makes Heizou blush, especially since Lyney always says these things so genuinely. Even now that honestly still has the ability to catch him by surprise.]

Then it's my greatest honor to be part of your family, amour.

[He loves this man so, so much.]

[Lyney loves how flustered Heizou gets over something as simple as genuine kindness. It’s probably a sign of his troubled past, but Lyney is just happy that Heizou is able to feel such warmth at all. He leans in and offers one more warm kiss before leaning back.]

Come on. We should go meet Sherlock, and I still have to wait for my sister to speak to me again.

[He presses into that kiss for just a little bit longer, humming softly into it. They should absolutely go check up on Sherlock and bring him some food, but it's so very tempting to just curl up with Lyney on the bed.]

I'm sure Lynette will be responding to you again in no time at all~ But all right, let's go make sure our dear friend hasn't died of a cold.

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