got the wrong number, HA!!

Chapter 5

Mikey stroked Takemichi's hair, letting his favorite executive sob on his lap. He felt like he was petting a big blonde dog.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure he's dead by tomorrow, Takemitchy~."

"Don't kill Sanzu, Mikey." Takemichi pouted.

But he wanted to so bad.

After all, he was the reason his Takemitchy was currently being all mopey and sad, and he won't stand for that. 'Haruchiyo, I will fucking murder yo-'

Takemichi burst into tears again, shocking Mikey. "S-shh, Takemitchy, I'm sure he likes you!" Mikey panicked, trying to calm him down. "...I don't even know his favorite color..." "It's pink. It's fucking pink and he can't change that now."

Ran peeked open the door and snapped a picture of Takemichi sitting on Mikey's lap, hugging his boss.

'Hehehee~!!!'

...

Ran "borrowed" Takemichi's phone and first sent the picture to Takemichi before sending it to Sanzu.

*Oh my, it seems one of your co-worker has a "special" relationship with your boss~. He looks so pretty too, maybe I should have a go at him~.*

Sanzu's phone pinged and it was then he realized he hasn't been on his phone for a while ever since he's been trying to find organizations with a question mark in their logo. When he opened his phone, he almost shattered it from how tight his grip was.

He had one priority right now.

...

Takemichi and Sanzu were assigned another mission. One was high-alert and the other was awkward and depressed. Sanzu saved Takemichi's ass like ten times.

"What's with you today, Hanagaki!? Fucking hell, if it weren't for me, you've gotten hurt already during this mission! If you're feeling unwell, then stay home and don't get in my way!"

He didn't mean to say it harshly but hey, he's never expressed his concern for someone other than Mikey before, okay!? Right now, they were in a black-tinted car with someone driving. "...*sniffle*"

Sanzu flinched when he saw a tear roll down Takemichi's cheek. 'SHIIII-Mikey's gonna kill me!' "Sanzu...do you hate me?" "...Are you in that time of the month or what?" Sanzu joked, awkwardly laughing by himself.

Takemichi cried even harder, unintentionally breaking Sanzu's heart. "No no no no no, I don't, okay!?" Sanzu protested, but the annoyed tone set it off. "You do, don't you!? If Mikey didn't know me back then and stopped you from shooting me, then I would've been dead and you wouldn't give two shits about me, wouldn't you!?"

The driver sweat dropped before stopping in front of their base.

Takemichi shoved the door open and rushed out, Sanzu chasing right after. Sanzu grabbed his wrist and pinned him to the ground. "Calm down, for fucks sake!"

Both on the ground, the employees nearby scurried off, not wanting to be caught in Sanzu's fury.

"If you hate me that much, then leave me alone!!"

"I CAN'T WHEN YOU'RE SO FUCKING CUTE FOR NO DAMN REASON THAT I JUST WANNA FUCK YOU, DAMMIT!!"

"..."

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Sanzu was kicked off of Takemichi.

"Haruchiyo, you've got one minute to explain why my Takemitchy's crying."

Notes:

Ran spying on them from his bedroom window: ...Wonder what flower Sanzu wants on his casket-