[Prompt: "I didn't mean to –""But you did anyway. And it hurt. And I'm not talking to you until it stops.""I'm sorry –" "I know. But my decision stands."]
The ride home was silent safe for the humming of the engine. It was almost eerie. The driver stared straight ahead, not daring to turn back to chat with you as he usually did. He was probably afraid that whatever he would say would unleash the hell itself. Yet you still felt watched – and of course you were.
A mafia boss in actual distress was a rare sight but you refused to look at him or even acknowledge his existence. Hence his anxious second-lasting gazes he was sending you. He wished to hold your hand but knew that right now it would only upset you more, so he decided to wait with his move until you get home.
Once in the little mansion, you finally turned to him. You gaze was enough to set the whole house on fire. He looked at you softly and raised his hands apologetically. "It was the only –" he began explaining himself but you quickly shut him off. "No! No, I don't care. You used me – me, your wife! – as a fucking bait!" You took a few deep breaths, fuming. Pain surged to you. It felt like every bone in your body was shattered but it was merely your heart.
"I know, love, I know but I couldn't t–," he promptly fell silent again as you slammed your fist on the counter. "Yes you could, Mori! Don't you trust me?" you yelled, a few tears found their way down your cheek. He did. You knew it. He always told you what he could, even if the mission would be easier and safer if you didn't know anything. So why not now?
"They had a gifted who could read minds," he said with a small smile. You looked at him, surprised. His body language was open as always, he didn't lie. "I know, I haven't heard of any until now too," he sighed. "Darling, I didn't mean to –," "I know you didn't, but it hurt. And I'm not talking to you until it stops," you interrupted his apology. You understood now, but you were still angry and hurt. "I'm so, so sorry," he murmured as he closed the distance separating you and pulled you to him. "I know. But my decision stands," you warned him as you wrapped your arms around him too.
"How about I cook for you tonight? You favourite, of course," he suggested and you could imagine his hopeful look. You chuckled and kissed him. "That might work."
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Daily Fandom Drabbles
FanfictionI decided to write at least a drabble each day to keep myself from getting lazy and not writing at all. I guess that most of these will be sort of character x reader or ships. Multifandom, Bungo Stray Dogs and Boku No Hero Academia ftw though. 99%...
