Ever since you two were little, he's always been... well, overprotective. It was like he found his role as your older sibling an actual job, and boy was he good at it. He always shielded you from everything he could, and he only got more protective once he joined the mafia.

The thing is... you were growing up now. You needed your space, to explore the world and make mistakes, but he just wouldn't let you - he constantly kept you enclosed in his glass bell of protection, and you were outgrowing it. You needed to get out.

You weren't sure how to tell him that, but your chance was getting closer as you heard the apartment door unlock and open. He was just coming back from a week-long work trip in Tokyo, so maybe now that he was tired it'd be easier to convince him?

"'m back", he mumbled as he stepped towards the living room, dragging his luggage with him.