Proverbs 17: 1
"Better a dry crust eaten in peace
than a house filled with feasting—and conflict."
They were going to be late. Hinata forced the brush through her locks for the umpteen time. She looked up in the mirror and caught his reflection. dark calculating eyes stared back pausing his ministration with his tie.
She straightened up to smooth out her floor-length ball gown.
Her sister's engagement party was today
"shit" finally fed up with the tie, Sasuke ripped it off his collar, tossing it on the floor.
"Hey, let me," Hinata said softly bending to pick up the discarded tie
"I don't need a fucking tie"
"it's a black-tie event...and we should be on our way now," she says threading carefully. placing the tie around the back of his neck, he flinches when her cool hands make contact.
He watches her manicured hands expertly maneuver the tie. She has done this more than a dozen times. He wants to remember how usually he would use these situations to bask in her sweet scent and sneak a kiss right on her collar bone. She would chastise him jokingly for distracting her but then pull on him with his tie right onto her lips.
But today it feels like she has him bound.
Her touch makes him feel heavy
He steps back from her, pulling a cigarette from his pocket
"Since when did you start smoking?" her voice drenched with dread as he proceeds to light it in their bedroom
"Since I figured out my wife was a whore," He says after a long drag
She smooths out his tie once more, letting the fumes envelop her
"let's go, we have a dinner to get to," she says blinking back her tears
The weight of his glare is enough to suppress her cough.
AN : let me know what you think! i was going to make this only a one-shot but then i was like what the heck! let me see where this goes!
Reviews are welcomed and appreciated