He had become distant since a while.
Kise sighed, as he lay awake, alone, in the middle of the night.
Sure, Aomine had come extremely late a few times in the years they'd been together. But that's just it. He would always come back. Never did he spend a night away from home. Yet, Kise knew he wouldn't come home today. Again.
He worried… Aomine hadn't come home at all twice that week. Add today and that will be the third time. This had started about two weeks ago and Kise was still waiting.
Not only that, but the navy-haired man barely talked to him now, whereas he would answer calls from everywhere and talk like usual- just not with the Kise, his husband.
Kise worried his lip, trying to think back and remember if they'd fought about anything recently, but his mind came up blank.
Different possibilities ran through his mind- each one worse than the other, and he shifted restlessly. The worst one wouldn't leave his mind, wouldn't stop tormenting him once it took root no matter how he tried to yell back to his mind that Daiki loved him.
Turning to his side, he curled up into a ball, a tear dripping unbidden from the depths of his honey-brown pools onto his pillow.
Notes:
sorry for the shortness. this was shorter before the edit. working on editing the whole fic. love you