“Ready?” Van grabbed his keys. “You want to drive?” Throwing Hunter his keys after getting a small grin and a nod from Hunter, Van realized he wanted to make Hunter smile all the time. Van grabbed Hunter’s hand as they walked to his truck. “Let’s hit the store first, then grab your bike and head back home.” Van stopped his babbling when he realized he had just said home, as in their home.
“I like the sound of that.” Hunter grabbed Van’s hand, squeezing it as he drove. “I think I saw a grocery store on our way here. Can you point me in the right direction?”
As they entered the grocery store, it felt like they had done this a million times. It felt domestic to be shopping and buying groceries to bring back “home.”
“I think we bought out the place.” Hunter snickered as they got carried awa
