Hikaru always was the jealous type.
"Happy 3-year anniversary." Hikaru spoke with a small smile, as glasses lightly clinked together. Haruhi sat in front of him in her brand new light pink dress, designed, of course, by the Hitachiins. They were in a 5-star sushi restaurant, with the best Ootoro in town.
Haruhi's eyes closed with pleasure, savoring the taste of the fatty tuna. She felt her boyfriend take her hand across the table, and swallowed before looking down with a small smile. He covered her other hand with his larger, rougher ones, but this time she felt something in between them. Lifting her palm, she saw a key and looked up, confused. He had already given her a key to his house, what was this for?
"Haruhi, won't you come live with me? It's nice and close to your office, and I made sure it's not too big so that you'd feel at home." He asked, chuckling as he thought of the small apartment she still lived in since he met her in their freshman year or high school, though her dad moved out. Now they were 22, Haruhi a successful lawyer, Hikaru running the Hitachiin Fashion company with his twin brother.
"This is it?" Hikaru asked, looking at the few boxes that occupied the space of her new bedroom with his hands on his hips.
With a small shrug, she nodded. "Pretty much. I left the things I didn't need back at the apartment, since Dad might use it."
"Don't worry, I'll buy you aaanything you want." He grinned, giving her a small peck on her cheek before kneeling down, opening up box labeled on the side, 'clothes'.
Haruhi, looking at another box, turned around quickly with a small blush, grabbing it out of his hands. The redhead looked up at her shocked, confused.
"H-Hey! I'll get those." She said, before placing it to the side.
Curious, he reached over her to the cardboard box, but was immediately stopped. "Whaaat? Are you hiding something from me?"
Shaking her head, the brunette laughed, knowing he always took things too seriously when it came to her. " It has my underwear and stuff, you know. " She explained, using a hand to wave off the subject.
Pouting, the twin signed as he leaned back on the couch, knowing that Haruhi didn't give in too easily. Besides, he could trust her.
Groaning, two golden eyes opened slowly, as a quiet groan escaped from the twin's mouth. Rolling to his side, he sat up on the side of his bed, rubbing his eyes before looking over at the nightstand, where a clock read that it was already close to noon.
He quickly put on a pair of jeans, before walking out into the living room, where he saw Haruhi sipping her usual cup of coffee while reading the newspaper, dressed in her business clothes.
"Haruhii~ It's Saturday, why are you all dressed up?" Of course, he knew that she didn't like wasting time and lazing around so he was used to seeing her awake before him, but why the suit?
"Oh, good morning, Hikaru. There's coffee in the pot if you want some." Haruhi said, before getting up to put her mug into the sink. "I'm going to go meet a client today in the town over for some lunch." She explained, taking her briefcase before kissing him lightly. "I'll be back by 6."
And with a wave, she left.
5:59pm.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Where was she? Hikaru sighed, throwing his head back as he leaned back in his chair as his stomach growled. It's not like he couldn't simply go out to a restaurant, call, or make his own simple meals, but he couldn't just leave Haruhi to eat by herself.
3: 15pm.
"Alright, I'll call you then. Thank you again!"
"Mhm, no problem." The lawyer nodded with a smile, before walking towards the bus stop. Glancing at her watch, she saw that the meeting had ended quickly, and decided she would stop by the grocery store to get some ingredients for his favorite Italian meatloaf, of course, with a tad of spiciness to it.
Once on the bus, Haruhi pulled out her iPod the twins had gotten her in their second year of high school for a birthday present. After a few songs, she realized that she could see smoke outside her window and looked out in front of the bus to see that there was a car crash on the road. Reaching into her pocket for her cellphone, planning to text Hikaru that she might be late, she found nothing. Frowning, she leaned her head back against the chair. Hopefully, it wouldn't be too long.
7:12pm.
"I'm home!" Haruhi burst through the door, gasping. She smiled as the closed the door, holding up a grocery bag. "Sorry I'm late, but I'll make your favorite tonight." She said, looking up to see Hikaru glaring down at her. A scary look was on his normal cheery face.
"Where the fuck have you been?"
Woah, watch your language, Hikaru : |
Hope they weren't too ooc, and hope you liked it c:
