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Hinata slept till noon the next day. He felt like shit. Complete and absolute, crap. He only ever left his bed to use the bathroom and eat. It was concerning.
The crying man's face kept replaying in his mind. Not letting him rest for even a second. It was guilt and sadness that welled up in his chest and squeezed his heart with no mercy.
That man could have lived if he had done something. Right? If maybe he had stepped in. If only he did something.
But he didn't and his consciousness wasn't going to let him rest until he knew what happened to that man.
"Should I go and check?" He questioned. "Maybe they let him leave." He could feel his throat closing. Hinata hummed, trying to keep his breakfast down. It kept rising whenever he thought about it. Unfortunately, that was the only thing he thought about as of late. "I'll check on Monday." He said determinedly.
He got up and cleaned his house. It was the only thing that got the man's pleading face out of his head. So he cleaned and cleaned. All day. In a way it was a good thing, he hadn't cleaned in a while. A lot of dust and dirt had accumulated in his apartment. By the end of the day, his home was squeaky clean.
Hinata stood in his bathroom, staring at his tired self. He took a deep breath before releasing it through his nose. He lifted his shirt over his head and threw it in the laundry basket. He stripped before getting into the bathtub. He had already filled the tub with water and soap.
Feeling his muscles slowly relax as he sat in the warm water. Hinata took a deep breath and held it in submerging his head. Shōyō stayed under the water for a few minutes. Before his lungs started stinging because of the lack of oxygen.
He lifted his head, gasping for air. He wiped his eyes and moved his orange hair out of his face.
After soaking in the soapy water for a couple of minutes. He sat up straight, reaching over and took the shampoo bottle. He squeezed some of the substance out and onto the palm of his hand. Before rubbing his hands together and lifting them to his hair. Hinata massaged the shampoo into his scalp. Then submerged his head again to get rid of the shampoo. Then repeated. Shōyō did that two more times before applying conditioner to the ends of his hair. He let it sit for three minutes before rinsing it out.
Hinata then took a washcloth and applied soap to it. He gently scrubbed his body. Making sure to scrub every part of his body. He rinsed and repeated the action a couple of times before unclogging the bathtub and letting the dirty water drain.
He got the bucket he placed to the side and turned on the faucet. Letting the bucket fill with water before lifting it and dumping it on his body. He did it one more time before stepping out of the tub and onto the rug. He splashed some water in the bath and then closed the faucet. Watching as the foam of the soap went down the drain along with the water.
Hinata reached over to the counter and took one of the fluffy towels. He patted his body dry and hung the towel so it could air dry. He squirted some lotion in his hands. Shōyō rubbed his hands together, warming the thick substance. Before lathering it all over his body. Hinata put on a pair of boxers and an oversized shirt. He cleaned his ears and threw the q-tip into the trash can.
Shōyō took the smaller towel that had been resting on the sink and dried his hair. He ruffled it until it was semi-dry. He then took a comb and brushed the tangles out of his hair. Hinata also hung that towel to dry and walked out of the bathroom with his slippers.
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Dark Moon [𝗢𝗡 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗]
FanfictionHinata lived an ordinary life. He attended lectures, practiced volleyball, went home, tried to study and do assignments. The usual repetitive cycle a university student was stuck in. Until one day everything changed when he witnessed something he sh...