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;; often arranged marriages don't work, or do. nakashima had hoped this marriage would work. saying he was nervous was definitely an understatement.
people everywhere said it was a blessing to be married to such a being. call hinata the god of the world, no one would deny it. no wonder his parents arranged this marriage.
um, but isn't he too young?
"how old did you say he was again?"
his parents gave wicked smiles. "only a few years younger..." nakashima narrowed his eyes, suggesting the pit of doubt he had for his parents just now. "how much younger? no sugarcoating"
"... ... ... ... he's 19 years younger than you"
nakashima is 29 years old.
now he was standing at the alter, right in front of his 'destined' husband. this should be fucking illegal. and funny enough, this country is too corrupted to learn any morals.
"you may now kiss the bride"
nakashima sighed, a deep disappointed sigh. his hand slowly lifting the veil off his husband. maybe this was the moment of the century. he had never seen a more beautiful man in his entire life.
'i could work with this'
leaning in, he pressed his lips onto his 10 year old husband, who was trembling upon feeling the connection between their bodies. tasting a bit of salty tears that rolled down. ❧
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Fanfictioncollection of mini oneshots with hinata. (except he dies in almost every chapter). this is mature content and will contain graphic, inappropriate and disturbing acts. i do not take requests. ★ means bonus chapters.
