I think that they needed to have a good argument. Hahaha I had loads of fun writing this one!
Word of the Day: Fossick - To search for any object by which to make gain.
It had started off simply enough. Wolfram had misplaced a cravat chain that he had intended to wear with one of his cravats. He had ransacked the entire room trying to locate the piece of jewelry.
He could've sworn that it had been placed on his vanity the night before. He dug around the room for several more minutes, getting more and more frustrated as the minutes grew. By the time he had gotten on his knees and searched under the bed, Yuuri walked in the room to enquire why his husband had missed breakfast that morning.
"Yuuri! Help me find my damn cravat chain!" Wolfram shouted out from under the bed, his voice slightly muffled.
Yuuri shrugged slightly and began to help Wolfram look around the room for the chain. It was better then returning to his office to finish paperwork. They both began to forssick around the room. As the day progressed, they were slowly getting angrier and angrier.
"Well, where the hell did you put it?" Yuuri finally yelled, giving up.
Wolfram popped up from where he was on the floor. "Why the hell are you yelling at me for? It's not like I intended to loose it!"
Yuuri threw up his hands in frustration. "You're always pulling shit like this! You put something down and then forget about it!"
"Shut up asshole!" Wolfram shrieked, already way past the limit that his patience could handle.
"Prick!"
"Bastard!"
"Brat!"
"Wimp!" Wolfram eventually shouted at the top of his lungs. "You know what? What the fuck ever! Forget it! I'll get wear something else today!"
But as Wolfram neared the vanity where he planned on removing his cuff links, he caught sight of a delicate chain lying in plain sight across the vanity's surface.
"Yuuri…?" Wolfram squeaked out.
Yuuri sighed in frustration. "What is it this time?"
As Wolfram lifted the chain so that Yuuri could see the sparkly metal.
Wolfam only chuckled nervously as Yuuri face palmed.