monophobia

01. Yagami Soichiro.

everything's going to be alright honey.

his mother's voice is heavenly. it is soft and gentle and surrounding him like a fuzzy blanket as he watches her pick up his stuffed lion. milk drips on the floor in small droplets of pure solution. "is reita gunna be okay momma?" he asks in his tiny, toddler voice that feels scratchy because he's been crying.

"have i told you what shoulder blades are for, raito?" soichiro smiles as she speaks while gently running her hands along her son's back, feeling the edges of bone, slipping underneath. "they say shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "they say they're where your wings will grow again one day."

and her lips are petal soft when they press against light's forehead, leaving him warmed and flustered.