Nobody dies this time, trust me
Also, I have no fucking clue how Kuguri acts so please if he's OOC ignore that
Also, this was inspired by a TikTok POV that I saw by Eliana Ghen
Slightly long chapter ahead? Depends on how fast you read
*Crack*
Hinata eyed the hinges on the door, noticing one of them broke. He groaned, knowing that he was going to have to call somebody to come to fix it since his husband wouldn't get off his ass to help him fix it.
A few weeks after their marriage, Daishou started showing his true colours and his laziness. His excuse always varied, but it seemed like he had an excuse and an answer to everything. It's crazy to Hinata how he was able to come up with an excuse for every possible scenario instead of just doing what he asked him to do. He just didn't have enough care to do anything in the relationship.
Anyway, Hinata sat patiently at their dining table, reading over newspapers for the latest deals on groceries. He sighed, slouching down and thinking about what went wrong in their year-long marriage. His thoughts were cut short by Daishou returning home.
"Hey hun, I'm home"
"Hey, could you have a look at the door for me, I think it broke before and I think we need to fix it ourselves, handymen are not cheap these days"
"I'm not a builder, I can't help you there. Anyway, what's for dinner" Hinata was shaking with anger on the inside. He can't believe he had the audacity to come up with a brand new shitty excuse and ask what's for dinner. He really wanted to poison him and kill him, but hiding the body would be impossible with the number of snoopy neighbours they have.
"Food, you'll know when I make it" Hinata said absent-mindedly, not having enough care to spare him a glance. Daishou nodded and headed off to their bedroom, being inattentive and not noticing anything. The moment the door shut, Hinata threw the newspaper at the wall and sighed in frustration. Just what would he do with that wretched man?
After Hinata finishes cooking and eating
"Hey love, can you take a look at the oven, it's not turning off"
"I'm not an electrician so I can't do much with that. Anyway, I'm done eating so could you wash my dishes for me? Thanks" He stood up from the table and walked away into their bedroom. Hinata's patience was running thin. He put down the plate he was holding harshly and dried his hands, having to muster up some strength to turn off the oven.
He had to literally pull it out and turn off the plug, nearly burning himself on the stove. He didn't bother calling his husband, probably gaining the same response again. He groaned as he pushed the heavy object back into its original place.
He picked up where he left off with the dishes, adding Daishou's dishes to the mix. He only did things for him because it meant that he wouldn't have to talk with him later on about why he hasn't started or done something yet.
He sighed again for the third time that day, he was so miserable.
The next day
Hinata waved off his husband as he just left for work, he wouldn't see him for a good 6-7 hours. After he shut the door, he walked over to the house phone and called up a friend who just so happens to live right next door. He hung up and placed the phone back and waited patiently for his neighbour to swing by.
YOU ARE READING
Hinata x Everyone, Part 2 (MAINLY SMUT)
FanfictionHeoeleoiaoiy, If you haven't read the first book, I wouldn't recommend you do The first 30 to 40 chapters are pretty sloppy and bad but from the Akahina angst it gets slightly better Anyways, welcome to rare-pair haven
