I can already guess how they felt about it.
Shoto flinched at his brother's disappointed tone, biting his lip as he mumbled, "No... It isn't..."
Shoto sighed as he looked toward his brother, "Mom didn't leave her room... that's why she wasn't there. Dad was..."
Shoto paused, feeling a flash of sympathy as he spoke, "I don't know where dad was."
Touya took a moment to process Shoto's words, giving a mocking laugh as he spoke bitterly, "...Of course."
He didn't know how to feel about his mom locking herself in her room. A part of him wanted to believe she had been devastated but he wasn't willing to take any chances.
'You monster...'
He shook his head, ignoring the thoughts of his mom and instead focusing on the one thing he was certain about.
"Well, at least dad was consistent."
Didn't show up to either of our funerals.
Shoto stifled a laugh, feeling a little lighter since Touya understood what he was going through. How he always understood what he'd gone through.
"...Yeah."
They fell into a comfortable silence as the people around them bustled about, no one sparing Shoto a second glance. His face is no longer on the news for a search but for a memorial. 
Touya hummed, "You know Sho..."
Shoto turned to his brother, feeling a bit of dread creep up as Touya gave a wicked smile, "Now that you're home free, there isn't a reason you can't go to school."
Shoto remained silent for a couple of seconds, quickly freezing Touya's feet to the ground before he bolted out of the coffee shop.
That little...
Touya burned through the thin restraints quickly, leaving a bit of cash on the table as he chased after his brother.
"Get back here Sho! You're going to go to school eventually!"
"No!"
They laughed as they chased each other through the streets of Aichi, the pedestrians watching them with fascination and curiosity. No one bothered to stop them since they seemed to be having fun. 
After all, there was no reason to suspect Sho and Dabi of anything. 
.................
"When's our birthday?"
Touya paused as they wandered through the grocery store, looking for a little food to get for the apartment.
"Our birthday?"
Don't you know that?
Shoto sighed, looking up at his older brother who was judging him for no reason.
"Not our actual birthdays. The fake ones."
Touya paused, thinking back to the IDs they keep on them at all times.
"Sometime over the summer, I think. Why?"
Shoto mumbled something nonsensical about getting an extra present.
This spoiled little...
Touya sighed, packing some of the cupped ramens for the apartment.
"You're not getting-"
He paused as he saw Shoto giving him puppy dog eyes, basically begging him for a present he knew he shouldn't have.
I'm not...