– ( ❀; @phantommirrored )
It was never strange for Shadow to be away from the shop for long periods at a time. He would always come back before the sun came out again, of course-- and Watanuki had grown used to greeting him as the morning light began to peak over the horizon, always welcoming him back with warmth and something to eat. Though, that morning.. Shadow never came home.
It wasn't long before Watanuki had realized why.
However, if not for the broadcast from the Stars, perhaps he would have never put the pieces together-- after all, Shadow was not answering him over the phone, no matter how many times Watanuki called or sent him a message. He couldn't even be certain if he had been taken to the Inn; Shadow never mentioned if he had accepted his past self from before.. or if he had even seen him to begin with.
However, worst of all.. is that Watanuki never asked. And with each step he took, as the pit in his stomach grew larger, he cursed himself for being so selfish; too caught up in the strife from his past to make sure the child under his care had not also gone through something just as traumatic as he had.
His nails bit into the skin of his palms, the feeling of dread only growing wider as Watanuki forced himself through the front doors of this newfound place; the absolute terror and misery of it all blaring in his ears, threatening to obscure his senses all at once.
"Shadow-kun.."
If he was here.. Watanuki could waste no time in finding him, before god knows what found him first.
