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The Favorite

Summary:

Sometimes, Shigeo likes to think about the facts.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

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Ritsu is better than him,

“First year of middle school and already in the student council, (laughter) though I guess with your track record I shouldn’t be surprised.”

this is something Shigeo knows.

Nobody has ever explicitly told him that of course, they are all much too kind to do that.

“(Laughter) Shige you should take some cues from your brother or you’ll be left behind!” “Dear! Don’t tease him like that.”

But they don’t have to.

Shigeo may not be good at reading between the lines, but this is something that even he can see.

He can see it as easily as he can see the sky is blue.

Ritsu is stronger,

“Ritsu do you need any help? Those boxes look heavy.” “No it’s okay Dad, I can carry them.”

Faster,

“Second place, my son second place out of the entire school!

And smarter

“Straight A’s again this year, isn’t that amazing Shige!”

Than he will probably ever be.

Shigeo doesn’t resent him for it, no he would never do that.

In fact he’s quite proud of Ritsu.

It’s just that, sometimes, he wishes that he could make their mother smile the same way that Ritsu does. Could make his father’s eyes glow with pride,

like Ritsu seems to do so effortlessly.

“We are all so proud of you Ritsu.”

He can only hope.

One day.

Notes:

I don't think that Mob's parents ever meant it this way, but I imagine growing up listening to how amazing your younger brother is when you yourself have never excelled at anything traditionally considered important may have some long-term effects.

Wow, first fic for this fandom (second one ever) and instead of the one that I've been working on for over a month it's a short drabble that I wrote at two in the morning. Way to go me. That aside if you're reading this, thank you, and please feel free to critique me. Heaven knows I probably need it.