Hawks - One Shots!!

Stressed

I came home from work feeling super exhausted. I carried some groceries in along with my purse, work bag, and other items. I was thinking of what to make for dinner as I unlocked the door. Once I opened it a gross smell hit me. I walked in and locked the door.

"Seriously?!" I growled when I saw that Keigo hadn't thrown out the trash. Instead, he was on the couch passed out drunk with cans everywhere. I knew he was going through a rough time because he had lost someone on his recent mission but this was almost a month ago. I felt super irritated and hugged out of the living room. I threw everything on the floor and started to grab the trash.

I continued to think about how he barely helped at home and how I'm always putting in extra work. The home should be split fifty, fifty.

"We both work. We're both heroes. You'd think he'd try to help out so we could both have a relaxing time when we get home but no. I'm always sitting there cleaning, cooking, and laundry. Fucking everything." I ranted over and over.

"Keigo. Keigo. Get up now." I said loudly and took the pillow from under his head. He was startled and woke up quickly. I stood there with a trash bag in one hand while the other was on my hip.

"W-what happened?!" He said scared. I felt my blood boiling while I watched him stumble to get up. Feathers were all over the apartment, the laundry he promised to do was wrinkled up in the chair still not folded, beer cans everywhere and food containers all over the tables.

"Keigo you said you'd clean the apartment what the Fuck happened now?" I asked with rage. He rubbed his eyes when he saw it was me. He huffed and stood up taking his shirt off. For a moment I looked at his built figure but soon faded as I saw him throw it in the pile of clothes on the chair.

"Oh yeah. Listen could you do it? I'm tired." He said as he began to walk to our room. I growled angrily and grabbed a vase to throw it at him. I took a deep breath and put the vase down. I let go of the trash bag and left everything how it was. I walked to our restroom, he called out to me a couple times but I ignored him. I closed and locked the door.

I turned the bath tube on and started to strip my clothes. The hot water soon released steam that coated the mirror. But not fast enough for me to not see a glimpse of how fucked up I looked. I had bags under my eyes, I looked skinnier, and my hair looks so messed up. Tears pricked my eyes and soon I got in the tube sobbing.

"Kid?" I heard a soft voice call from behind the door. I continued to weep in the tube while the hot water touched my skin. I sniffled uncontrollably as my sons got louder. Keigo knocked on the door and continued to call my name but I ignored him again.

"Kid please open up... I have to see if your ok please?" He begged but I continued like nothing. I finically got up and started to shower. Soon I turned the water off and wrapped myself in a towel. I sipped the mirror to see my reflection again. This time I had bags puffy eyes, red nose, and wet hair. Tears brimmed my eyes again but I quickly wiped them away and opened the door.

"Ki-" I cut him off by opening the door and walking past him. I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to talk. I wanted to be left alone. But he continued to question me. I started to feel myself boil again just by smelling that horrid garbage.

"Please talk to me kid what's wrong?" He asked and I exploded. How the fuck is he gonna ask me what's wrong when he's the problem. How the fuck is he gonna question me uncontrollably when he decided to make this a lot harder for me.

"HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU ASKING ME WHATS WRONG KEIGO?! I go to work every fucking day and come home to a fucked up house. I do a hundred percent of everything here and at work. No fucking time off. No fucking break! I think it's time I move out. You don't care no more. You use to come home and even help me with dinner but now you couldn't give a shit. I think it's time for a break." I said as I started to brush my hair and get some clothes. He stood in silence, no words exchanged as I grabbed my stuff and began to put it in a suitcase.