“I need you to know how unbelievably pissed I am at you.”
You interrupt the peaceful folding and stocking of your clothes at your in-laws house with your threat. Immediately, Shoyo tenses up and whips his head to look at you, eyes wide and dancing over your face, waiting for you to continue your rant and fury.
When you don’t, merely continuing to glare at him, he gives a frantic, “what did I do!”
“Lower. Your damn. Voice,” you grit, and his hands clap over his mouth childishly. You take a deep inhale to calm down, “you told, your sweet and old parents…”
He looks at you expectantly again. You flare your nostrils and hike up your voice in an obnoxious nasal:
“We’re huuuuungry!”
Instantly, at your mocking tone, he breaks down into laughter, trying to stifle them to keep your anger at bay.
“So embarrassing!” You snip.
“Baby, we were! They don’t mind, you know that-“
“THEY STARTED COOKING! FOR US!”
“You know they’d rather eat with us than have us go out to eat!”
“Shoyo,” you snarl, rising to your feet and approaching him; with nervous laughter, he shrinks back. “It is eigHT IN THE EVENING, AND YOUR MOTHER IS MAKING NIKUJAGA!” You grab a pillow and start whacking him with it, ignoring his pleas and sheltering arms. “For the love of the gods, she should be relaxing!”
“She’s fine!”
You stop swinging and look down at him in shock. He makes a grab for the pillow and you whip it away, and he whines around some giggles.
“You do not make that decision for her,” you growl, throwing the pillow to the side and shoving him on his back before quickly crawling on top of him. “I would rather us both starve and rot away, before I tell your sweet, old parents that we’re hungry. ESPECIALLY at 20:14.”
“Baby, it’s fine,” he giggles, his hands settling on your hips. “They’re totally fine; you know my mom lives to make you happy!” You cross your arms over your chest, and he snickers as he raises up on his elbows, “just a quick bite to eat, a few laughs, then we can all go to bed, right?”
You exhale through your nose, and he tucks his lips in nervously.
“You know what?” You begin, relaxing your shoulders.
“What?”
“You’re right. You’re right! They’re just cooking. It’s fine.”
“Exactly! They’re fine.”
With that, you swing your legs off of your husband and scurry to the closet, and before he can ask, you grab a random stack of blankets to throw at his head. He screams at the sudden impact.
“Since they can whip up dinner, you can whip me up a bed on the couch. Since APPARENTLY you are just so okay with spontaneous forces of labor.”
He cackles some more as you mimic his “we’re hungry!” at random volumes, putting your clothes away in the drawers until his sweet old mother calls you both to the kitchen to eat, not too dissimilar from how she did when you were younger.
“I’m going to bury you alive,” you snarl at him, leaning into the arm tossed around your shoulders as you make your way down the hall to eat. “Watch your damn back. I’ll put cyanide in your food tomorrow, try me bitch.”
He merely snickers as you threaten him with the most bizarre forms of torture you can conjure, all while the smell of a hot supper fills the air around the house.
based on this video bc I love Lori and Noah 🥺🩷
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hi idk if ur still taking reqs? so if you are then erm🤓 hinata’s kinks please…😞 need a sniff of them balls urgently
HELP LMFAOO
hinata’s kinks
nsfw
warnings: oral (fem!receiving), praise, body worship
switch
he’s definitely a switch, more of a sub but he’s a top sometimes. he wants someone to take care of him and take control. he’ll top if you ask but most times he’s the bottom. whatever you want he’ll do it
oral
you don’t even have to ask him and he’ll go down on you. it’s like his favorite thing to do. he has a lot of energy and he can spend so much time eating you out. if he’s a sub then he’s more than happy to let you ride his face. he loves being suffocated by your thighs. if he’s a top then he’ll make you cry and whimper out, pleading him to stop or slow down
praise kink
being praised motivates him so much. call him a good boy and he loses it. being told that he’s fucking you so good and hearing you moan his name drives him crazy. he fucks you harder and faster just to hear you praise him more
worshiping
you cannot tell me hinata does not worship your body. any chance he gets he praises your body. you never feel insecure with him because he sees you as a god. before he does anything, he’ll kiss you from head to toe, praising every part of your body.
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Shouyou who has a carefully curated meal plan for the 3 days prior to a game, and fasts for at least a couple hours before it to make sure he's 100% ready.
Tooru who snacks on Pringles an hour before a game and forgets to have dinner the night before because he's busy looking over videos of his opponents and team strategies.
They drive each other nuts and argue about it constantly.
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