Tyrell totally LET HIMSELF be framed for the 5/9 hack. Think about it. At first we though Elliot (as Mr. Robot) framed him, especially after that scene when it looks like Elliot was going to shoot him. It would be pretty easy to just frame a dead man and be done with it. But no. After the hack, Tyrell was still around, during those three lost days. Which means Elliot must have convinced him to get all the blame. Tyrell knew he would become the most wanted man in the US, that he would have to go into hide, that he wouldn’t be able to see his family, all that. And he was okay with it. HE WAS OKAY WITH IT. Because Elliot was the one doing this to him. Because Elliot was the one who would later fix everything. Because Tyrell trusted Elliot. Because Tyrell loved him.
Summary/Headcanon: Haruka didn’t get sick often, but when he did, he got really sick. Luckily for him, Makoto’s always there to take care of him.
Warnings: vague, implied sexual content and tiny mentions of blood
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The moment Haruka tried to open his eyes they immediately squeezed shut again, a sharp pain shooting through his head at the attempt. He turned to his left side, away from the striking light that was shining through the blinds of their bedroom window.
Slowly he regained consciousness and the more he did, the more he wished he hadn’t. His head was pounding harshly, his nose was so stuffed he couldn’t breathe properly through it, his throat hurt and swallowing transferred some of that pain to his ears, and cold sweat covered his pale skin, making the oversized shirt he was wearing stick to his back. Basically his whole body ached.
This shouldn’t have been a surprise, honestly. He should have been expecting this. Makoto had warned him countless of times, scolded him countless of times, and yet he had refused to listen.
“Geez, you really need to dry your hair properly, Haru! What if you get a cold?” was what Makoto always said whenever he came home after swim practice with his hair varying from damp to dripping wet.
My family got me my Christmas gift early so I can work on my Guzma costume. They’ve been so nice to me with this and Snorlax’s vet visit. I’m starting to wonder if something really bad is gonna happen…it always works out that way.
Until then I’m gonna figure this out and then work on my costume.