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Ravel had been in class when the vision hit, glancing out the window that looked out over the large tree covered green expansion surrounding the school. When the vision ended, he was visibly blanched, enough for the girl that sat next to him to notice. Pleading a stomachache, he'd slipped out of the classroom, drawing the hood of his oversized

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Nearly fifteen minutes after Ravel snuck his way into the room, Cayden finally entered. And though his only reaction to the rather large lump in his bed was a single blink of his eyes, Cayden was very much surprised by the appearance of his brother in his bed. Particularly by the part where Ravel wasn't draped on his sheets and giving Cayden bedroom eyes.

"'ey," he started, walking over to his desk next to the bed and setting his things down, "I think you've missed your room by a door." He kept the tone of his voice light and a shade playful, careful to keep himself just far enough to give Ravel space and close enough if he decided he didn't want it. Empathy didn't mean he could read minds, but what he was getting from Ravel told him that whatever was on Ravel's mind was worse than the usual uncomfortable vision.

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Ravel stayed covered in the blanket, his voice muffled as he replied.

"I didn't know when you'd be home." He'd made himself into a lumpy ball on the side of his brother's bed and didn't move even when he heard Cayden set his things down. He knew he would tell Cayden- he always told Cayden, but sometimes he still tried to lie to himself in order to see if he could ever fake normality past his brother.

"Class?"

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"Yeah," he murmured back with a small smile, even if Ravel couldn't see it, "Nothing terribly exciting today." For a moment, he debated between taking a seat at his desk or sitting on the edge of the bed, but really, there wasn't any need to debate something like that. He knew his brother much too well.

"How about you?" was the gentle coax he settled on, taking a seat at the edge of the bed and resting a palm just inches away from the lump that made up his brother, "Doesn't look like it's been a good day for you."

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"S'okay. We had a guest speaker. Talked about taking on personalities when acting. How to act like another person." Ravel spoke softly, trying to feign non-chalance as he opened his eyes, starring at the filtered inside of the comforter. He felt the dip of the bed as Cayden sat down and drew instinctively over, pressing against his leg. He couldn't stop himself if he wanted to. He needed to be near Cayden. That was just how he'd always been.

"I bet I could give the actor a run for his money, Cay'." He let a little airhole open up so he could peek out of it.

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He blinked once at the pull on his shirt, again when he turned his head to meet Ravel's gaze.

"I know, I won't go." He moved a hand to over Ravel's face, tapping his brother's nose almost thoughtfully. "I don't have much interest in seeing anything horrible, you know."

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font color=##6699cc> "Running off into the woods because a girl wants you to seems right up your alley." Ravel gave a wrinkle of his nose at his brother's tapping.