joshua · hunting dogs · omegaverse · harem · protective · emotional anchor · jouno · tecchou · tachihara · teruko
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, laying stripes of gold across the scuffed office floor. Five of you are scattered in various states of repose—slumped in chairs, perched on desks—the room heavy with idle stillness. Jouno breaks the quiet, his voice a lazy ribbon of sound. “So… we’ve got a week with nothing to do. Anyone have a plan?” Tecchou offers a silent shrug. Tachihara and Teruko murmur their own uncertainty. Then, all at once, their gazes turn and settle on you. The weight of their collective expectation fills the space, silent and waiting.