Home Is When I'm With You - Cynonari

[I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU GUYS DON'T WORRY. 

I posted the last chapter on the 3rd of August, I'm losing my mind. I swear, I am SO sorry for the wait. This was all a combination of school starting, writer's block and my pure laziness to overcome that writer's block. Again, I am so sorry, at least I have something to show for it, today's chapter is a bit longer than usual. And I think I have quite a clear plan for chapter 22, so it should be out a lot sooner. 

Thank you guys so much for all the support, the votes and the comments and thank you for putting up with my terrible upload schedules. So, please, enjoy today's chapter.]

Tighnari pov

I suppose, that night, I thought everything was fine. It had seemed that way at least. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, that night or the next few days to come. Maybe I just hadn't been paying much attention, or maybe I was just choosing not to notice. But how could that be? Maybe I didn't notice anything because those few days were remarkably unremarkable. Then that must be the reason I hadn't noticed anything, even looking back, little strikes me as odd. But maybe those little inconsistencies meant more than I thought they did.

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"Oh sorry, did I wake you?" I asked, as I walked out of the bathroom, my dripping hair creating a trail behind me.

"No..." Cyno muttered, rubbing his eyes as he sat on the edge of my bed.

Walking over to my bookshelf I placed my dirty clothes on a neatly stacked pile to be washed. I walked back over to the bathroom and grabbed a small towel to dry out my hair.

"Have you been awake long?" He asked.

"No, about half an hour," I said, turning back towards my room as I took a towel through my hair.

It was dimly lit, the blinds were drawn and the furthest corners were draped in shadows. The table was scattered with Genius Invokation TCG cards from the result of three nights in a row of hanging out and playing a few too many rounds. A couple of piles of clothes he brought over from his room sat in another neat pile on my shelves, though, it wasn't brought in a neat pile.

"Why are you up so early?" Cyno asked, as he pushed his thick, fluffy hair out of his eyes and glanced at me as I stood in the doorway.

"I need to go down to the city and buy a couple of things,"

"Weren't planning on bringing me, huh?" He joked with a groggy, tired laugh.

I laughed, "You said you were busy today, some matra business. You told me last night,"

By the time I had wrung out my hair, Cyno was leaning over and pulling open the blinds and flooding the room with light. I stepped out of the bathroom and walked over to my bookshelf, from which my book bag hung off a hook on the side. I shuffled through the things inside.

"Oh yeah...I did," Cyno said, somehow sounding even more exhausted, he then continued with a laugh "Hey...remind me what I have to do today?"

I felt myself laugh sweetly as I glanced at his tired state.

"Haha, well take what I say with a grain of salt- you were half asleep when you told me,"

"Oh? Was I now?" He joked.

"You said...you had to review some files and then something about talking to your professor, who is now your supervisor," I said, recounting that late-night conversation we had in the darkness of my room.

"Oh. Yeah. That sounds about right," he said, a mildly solemn tone coming over his voice.

I smiled and moved on from my book bag, a couple of things in hand. I opened a couple of drawers at the bottom of my bookshelf and left them inside. I picked out my pocket watch and wallet, to be put inside my book bag.