Hunter's POV
"Oh, we're closed." An old guy with a beard--who I assumed was Atsumu--said.
"Wait, Boss. I think those are the Silver Dogs." Hiro guessed.
"Hey, where's Takuto?" Seiko asked.
Who's Takuto again?
"Oh, yeah. He left..." Riki answers, looking down.
What's with him? Oh. He must've done it in private, like I did. I'll help him
explain."Um..." I tap Riki's shoulder. He looked up. I point outside.
"Oh, sure. Give us a second." He excuses himself and as we walk outside, I swear I hear the Silver Dogs fangirling, for god knows why.
Ugh...
"So. What's up?"
"He got mad at you, didn't he?" I say, bluntly, crossing my arms.
"What?" He was confused from the sudden question.
"This... Taku guy." I say, waving my hand.
"Heh...its Takuto. And actually you look a lot like him--"
"Whatever. Back to the point." I ignore him. He laughs a bit.
"Yeah. He gets like that sometimes. I told him and he stormed out." When he said that, my eyes widened.
"Hm." I hum, with my fist over my mouth. "Well, I'll tell you one thing. He'll come back. So stop moping. You'll bring the rest of your team down."
"I'm not moping." He defends.
"Mmhm." I hear a car roll up behind me. "That's probably him. Good luck, hotshot."
I walk inside to see Seiko hugging Hiro to no end.
"I'm so so so sorry, Hiro! I forgive you for being a Black Fox! Plus, I never told you I'm a Silver dog, so please forgive me!!!!!" She said all in one breath.
"I-I forgive you!! Just let me go! I--can't *gasp* breathe!!!" He gets away, only to get glomped again.
I smile at that. I also see Terry flirting--okay, trying to-- with their Boss.
Oh, god. Who'd think she was into old guys...
I look outside to see Riki fists pumping a guy, who I guessed was Takuto.
Good for him. I walk back outside.
"I think we have a meeting to cont--" I stop mid-sentence.
"Ahhhh!"
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Not Done til We're Safe and Sound
FanfictionTakuto has always spent his life with his grandfather, feeling a longing or empty feeling in his chest. Will he find his other half? Literally? Hunter has been alone pretty much all her life. Cycling through foster homes and being given false hope...