It was a known fact that Hashirama was the one with the shortest temper. He exploded in fits of anger, loudly explaining why Madara was wrong and he was, in fact, right that usually lasted for about one hour. Then he stewed for the remaining of the day.
Madara was the one who kept quiet, bottling everything up until he literally exploded giving back as good as he got and loudly, but quieter than his boyfriend, showed how he was right and not, in fact, Hashirama. Then he silently sulked in the backyard or went for a jog.
When they argued they weren't always loud, like that one time just out of college when Madara had been offered a very good job abroad. That had been one of the worst fights they had ever had, their relationship at stake. In that instance there had been a lot of moping, from both parts, and sulking, a lot of considerations and thinking involved and carefully planned occasions to talk about the situation that more often than not had ended with ugly, frustrated tears and harsh words thrown at each other.
But now, settled in their relationship and their lives, their arguing mostly involved what to have for dinner and who should go grocery shopping. Oh, they did argue about politics and their families and friends and their jobs, but compared to some fights they had when younger those arguments were a very small thing.
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FanfictionHashirama and Madara's love life in 30 shots.
