~Hanma Shuji~
Warning: cursing, angst/comfort.
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He was irritable. More than irratable. Today hadn't went well and the last thing Hanma needed was company. What he did need was a drink, and a quiet place to sit in so the headache throbbing against his temples could ease up a little. Which is why when he opened the apartment door to the sound of banging cutlery, loud music and animated chatter he physically felt himself tense.
"Baby! You're home!" Your voice was loud as you bounced towards your boyfriend. You had wanted to surprise him with dinner. Only he was early and seemed.. Off, which you knew meant the night was already off to a rough start.
"What's all this?" He tried to level his voice which was becoming increasingly difficult as he glanced around at the mess you'd made in the kitchen. He was in a foul mood and it only seemed to be getting worse.
"Dinner! We haven't sat down for a proper meal together in days Shuji. I thought this would be good for us, Yunno? Let off some steam" You smiled and heard him mutter something as he took off his jacket and slipped off his shoes.
"I'm going in the shower" He growled under his breath.
"Eat first! The food will get cold. Plus I stopped by the bakery and picked up those desserts you were eying. I know, I know, I'm the best" You joked lightly, trying to win a smile but Hanmas frown only deepened.
"I'm not hungry right now y/n"
"Shuji c'mon, I put in a lot of effort baby, I'd really appreciate it if you tried to reciprocate" You were never an impatient person but somehow his indifference was getting on your nerves. You had went out of your way to make his favorite food, rent movies and pick up dessert so you could stay in and spend some time with the man you've been in love with for the past two years and who you haven't hung out with in weeks. Yet here he was dismissing all your efforts like it was nothing.
"I never asked you to do that" He switched off the radio harshly and turned back to glare at you.
"I know. I wanted too. We haven't seen each other-"
"We see each other every fucking day y/n. We live together" The throbbing in his head doubled and with that so did his temper "God can you just leave me alone"
"Shu-"
"For fucks sake! Have you always been this annoying? You weren't this clingy in the start of our relationship. I know because I never would have stuck around if you were" You heart felt like it was being ripped in two. Clingy? Annoying? He rolled his eyes when you didn't say anything and moved towards the direction of the bathroom.
You didn't want to be here. Not now. Not when he'd hurt you and walked away after. Grabbing a duffel bag and some clothes, you wrote a note just so he wouldn't look for you and left the only place that felt like home.
Thirty minutes later, Hanmas headache was gone. He still wasn't in the best mood but he had it in him to be civil. Stepping out of the shower to a dead silent apartment he felt a ball of unease curl in his stomach. Walking around the home you shared and realizing you had left was probably one of the worst feelings he'd ever experience.. And finding your note that read 'Sleeping at a friends' had done nothing to ease his anxiety.
He barely slept. Reaching for you unconsciously through out the night and hating the fact that you weren't there. He was such a fucking idiot. He woke up the next morning to the sound of dishes in the kitchen and suddenly he was bolting through the bedroom door.
You were cleaning up the mess of last night. He felt his stomach drop at the sight of you in a men's extra large tshirt that he knew wasn't his, your hair disheveled and your face bare. Where had you slept last night?
"Dumbass, do you know how fucking dangerous it was to leave the house at night by yourself? And you didn't tell me where the hell you were going" He watched as you lifted your head to give him a blank stare that made him wince. You seemed so done with him.
"I told you I was staying with a friend"
"Yes because that's specific." He rolled his eyes playfully, trying to bridge the space between the two of you. "Cmon let me take you to breakfast, pretty girl"
You shook your head " I'm only here to clean up and grab a few more things. I have class"
He rubbed his neck awkwardly "That's okay. What time will you be home? We can go out for dinner"
"I won't be home. I'm staying at my friends for a couple days" And he felt his heart stutter. He didn't want you to go.
"Y/n. Baby M'sorry. Stay here tonight. Please"
"I don't want to Hanma." He flinched at the sound of his last name "I'd rather not be somewhere where people find me annoying and clingy. I'll see you around"
You left, and before he could follow you and beg you to stay he heard the familiar sound of his phone ringing. Maybe you needed space he thought. Maybe you both did. Distance makes the heart grow fonder. Wasn't that the saying?
You didn't come home for three days. Three days and Hanma felt like he was slowly losing mind. You didn't answer his calls, barely responded to his texts and he couldn't do it anymore.
"Y/n. Come home, baby. I'm sorry. I screwed up, I know. I'm so fucking sorry. You're not annoying or clingy or whatever else the I fucking said, I was just frustrated and I said shit I didn't mean. I can't do this without you. Please. Please just come home-" He growled at the sound of your voice mail cutting him off. He wanted to hit something. Hard.
A few hours later he was splayed across the couch with his eyes closed. Maybe he should track you down? It wouldn't be hard but it would probably just make you angrier than you were. He heard the door unlock. Watching as you entered the apartment he felt his heart melt a little when he saw you dressed in one of his old torn hoodies .
"34 miss calls, Shuji" You said incredulously "One might call you clingy"
Sure it was petty of you but he didn't care, he sprang to his feet and was in front of you in seconds. He put his hands on either side of your face, his eyes wide, his body trembling.
"You came home" He gruffed. You looked at his messy hair and red, puffy eyes and felt all the anger and sadness you'd felt a couple days ago disappear. You kissed his chest lightly And felt him tug you closer.
"I missed you" You murmured.
"Fuck" He felt himself physically melt into you as he battled his emotions "Fuck baby, I missed you more. Don't do that again. Don't leave when you're angry. God, look at you. Perfect girl"
"Shhh. You'll make me cry" You sniffled as he dragged you towards the couch and brought you on his lap so he could hold you tighter.
"I don't care as long as they're happy tears" He pulled away to look at you "Where did you go?"
"I stayed with my brother" You ran a hand through his hair and he sighed nestling into your neck, relieved. That explains the men's tshirt. Thank fuck. He really wasn't in the mood for murder right now.
"Pretty darling, I really am sorry. I never meant a fucking word I said. This is home you know. The two of us. I'm never fully okay when you're not around"
"Shuji" You rubbed your nose against his "Who knew you could be such a mush"
"Don't tell anyone" He muttered
"And if I do? What are you going to do? Kill me?" Your smile at grew at his smirk
"Baby you know better than anyone I don't have to kill you to punish you" His hand slipped underneath your hoodie and you laughed.
"You're horrible" You said as his lips met yours.
"Only for you"