꧁༒I'll Be Your Peace༒꧂

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After finishing a hard night of work in the 'Loves Stitches' shop, the (h/c) haired male cleans the shop with the help of his team and brothers.

"(Name)-nii, your shop gets more lively and active as days go by!" The second younger brother said with a soft smile, giving the oldest sibling a quick glance as he continues hanging the clothes that were sewn new. "And you've been busier..." Touya continues, saddened that their older brother seems to spend less and less time with them-also speaking on behalf of everyone as the whole shop is engulfed with a gloomy atmosphere as the (h/c) haired teen becomes more busier. (Name) noticing the sudden change in the shop looks at his second younger brother and then at his subordinates, seeing that they also have the same sad look.

"Hey, don't burden (Name)-aniki with your nonsense!" Kumori, the second eldest exclaimed to cut the tension in the atmosphere, also knowing one of the reasons why he's busier than ever while traveling in the country from one place to another. "Be grateful that even when it's difficult having to work, supporting our family, dealing with some of his hardships alone, moving from one place to another, and battling homesickness-our brother still gives time to us!"

Kumori's words, though meant to be encouraging, only seemed to make the atmosphere heavier. (Name) knew he was pushing himself too hard, but he couldn't help it. He had to make sure his family was taken care of, that his shop thrived, that he could fulfill his responsibilities. He was the eldest, the one everyone relied on, and he couldn't let them down.

He smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Hey, don't worry about me. I'm doing fine. I just love making clothes, and I'm happy to see the shop doing well. Plus, I get to travel and see different parts of the country, which is pretty cool." He said, trying to sound upbeat.

But his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. He missed his family, his friends, his old life. He missed the carefree days before he took on this responsibility. He longed for a moment of peace, a moment to just relax and be himself.

"But... I do miss spending time with you guys." He admitted, his voice softening. "I'll try to make more time for you all, I promise. And hey, maybe we can all go on a trip together soon. That would be fun, right?"

He looked around the shop, his gaze landing on each of his brothers and employees. He loved them all, and he wanted them to know that, even though he was busy, he was always thinking of them.

"I'll be your peace, alright?" He said, his voice filled with a quiet determination. "I'll always be here for you guys, no matter what."

He knew he couldn't promise them a carefree life, but he could promise them his love, his support, and his unwavering dedication to their happiness. He was their brother, their friend, their rock. And he would always be there for them, even if it meant sacrificing his own peace of mind.

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The shop was finally cleaned, and (Name) dragged the metal shutter to cover the front of the shop. His (E/c) eyes widened in realization as he walked alongside his two younger brothers.

"By the way, have you already told the others that I'm here...?"

"Uhh, no, we haven't, but surely they've already known from the time you arrived at the shop or as we speak. Why'd you ask, aniki?" Touya replied, a little confused.

(Name) looked down at his feet, his expression losing its brightness as his smile dropped.

'But why didn't they come to greet me...? Not even a single text from one of them. Isn't bec-'

With each thought, his expression grew gloomier and more anxious until it was interrupted by the sound of someone choking on their own saliva. His eyes turned towards his siblings, seeing Touya clutching his side. Kumori must've elbowed him for saying such things to their older brother. (Name) stood straight and gave a strained smile to Touya when the tall (h/c)-haired sibling looked their way. "Shush your pretty little mouth, brother," the second sibling threatened the younger one in a whisper before turning back to the eldest. "Looking at the time, they must've already been sleeping by now. I'm sure they'll visit you tomorrow," Kumori said with a soft smile, reassuring their beloved older brother. The smile widened as it seemed to work, seeing him return to his cheerful self.

'The truth is...they already knew before you came but chose not to see you, too ashamed of what happened a year ago.'

Kumori thought, his heart aching for his brother. He knew the truth, the haunting memory that followed (Name) after the incident. He knew the shame and guilt that clung to (Name) like a shadow. He wanted to scream at those who turned their backs, to tell them how much (Name) deserved their support, their love. But he knew it was a battle he couldn't win. He could only offer his own unwavering support, his own love, his own unwavering faith in his brother.

"Come on, let's go home. It's late." Kumori said, circling an arm over (Name)'s shoulders. "We can talk more about it tomorrow."

As they walked away from the shop, Kumori couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. He knew this wasn't the end. He knew the guilt would linger. But he also knew that (Name) was strong, that he would overcome this. He alongside their family would be his brother's peace, his anchor, his unwavering support. They would be there for him, no matter what.

"Don't worry, (Name). We'll get through this together." He said, squeezing his brother's shoulder reassuringly. "We're a family, remember? And we always have each other's backs."

(Name) smiled, a genuine smile this time, reaching his eyes. He knew his brother was right. He was never alone. He had his family, he had his friends, and he had his own strength. He would overcome this. He would be okay. He would find his peace.

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"I'll be taking my leave now!"

(Name) beamed a huge, bright grin towards the people seeing him off. They gave their own farewells, some waving, while others were tearing up. The (h/c)-haired individual's grin widened, a reflection of the warmth and gratitude in his heart. It was a quiet reassurance to those who were still reluctant and concerned to let him go. "Take care, everyone! Don't worry, I'll be back with lots of gifts to share with all of you!"

"When will you be back, onii-chan?" (Name)'s grin softened into a smile as he looked down at his three little sisters who asked him simultaneously. "I'm...not sure, but I'll try to visit more often," he said. It might not be easy, but he was determined to find a way to always come back to them, his home.

"You also take care out there, okay, baby?" A soothing voice was heard, and (Name) directed his gaze to the source. His (e/c) orbs met with glossy, hazel eyes. His mother tried not to break in front of her son, to not make things more difficult for him as she rubbed her huge, round belly to find comfort in her growing sadness and anxiety. The tall teen rushed to her, giving his mother a tight but careful embrace. The woman couldn't hold back anymore as tears flowed from her eyes, clutching desperately onto her son's shirt. Her husband rubbed a hand on her back, trying to soothe her and not stress her further, knowing it could also affect the child in her growing womb.

As they exchanged another round of farewells, they all watched (Name) pick up his huge carry bag and step inside a cab. Their eyes followed the car as it moved further away until it disappeared from view. Slowly, everyone began to separate, going back to their own businesses after silently wishing the boy well in their minds. It was a bittersweet moment, filled with both sadness at the departure and hope for his future adventures.

Unbeknownst to them, far behind the crowd, a group of figures stood in the shadows. They gazed in the direction where the (h/c)-haired individual had departed, a palpable sense of gloom enveloping them. Longing and wistfulness seemed to linger on all of their faces, their expressions a mix of sadness and nostalgia. It was clear that (Name) had left a profound impact on each of them, and his absence was keenly felt in their hearts, wishing him well on his journey while silently yearning for his presence to return.

꧁༒My A.R.T!༒꧂