Two weeks was no easy task to handle for Javier with a disabled younger brother he was desperately trying to not like and avoid while extending his grudge for Xavier who only came in at night and crawled out very early in the morning.
Javier would help Leon downstairs and up, even when he protested and yelled. He had decided against giving him the crutches he had gotten he wanted to keep close to Leon with his inability to walk.
Though Leon seemed to be less happy and more pessimistic than before, he ate little and spent time just mumbling stuff to himself as he sat next to the window for hours. Javier had thought about a visit to the therapist but also decided against it.
Javier sat on the dining table with Leon across him nibbling on some chicken wing slowly as he seemed lost in th
