Expect the unexpected ;) A kagehina/shobio fanfic!

Chapter 1: "Ah, Mr. Moans and Groans?"

  "HELPPPPP!!"!!

Out of all things Tobio was expecting to wake up to at 7:08am on a Tuesday morning, a screaming Shoyo was most definitely not on the list. Actually, it may not have been first, but it can definitely be on the list somewhere between six and ten. What's first you may be asking? Oh, you really DO NOT want to know. That's another story for another painstakingly embarrassing time.

Tobio groaned groggily as he sat up in his bed. He isn't a light sleeper, so whatever the hell going on downstairs must've been pretty damn loud.

As he slips the sheets off of his bare chested body, Tobio sits back to the bed frame while he rubs at his eyes with the hard of his knuckles, almost in resemblance to a sleepy, grumpy toddler who hadn't gotten proper beauty sleep. He really doesn't want to move, yet someone more so someTHING is screaming for help towards the front of the house like a madman. He can go down and help, as there can actually be real danger or trouble happening there. As the great man he is, he's going to step down, and come to the rescue to save all poor little shoyo's around the world. Delivering them to safety and-

*plop*

So much for that expedition. Great plan Tobio, terrible execution. Oh well, back to the cloud of heaven that takes the name of his bed. Man he loves this bed. So comfy, so soffttt, incredibly soothing, bed. They really put their soul into this fabric. He can feel himself drifting into dreamland as he is soaking himself in the warmth he's created, even with the absence of the able body that is usually sprawled ALL across him. 'Man is this bed awesome. Wa a y t o o awes-

*SLAM!*

Oh COME ON. How many times is his thoughts going to get interrupted in the last hour?? Tobio didn't even attempt to lift his head to the noise, as he already knew what it was. The huffing, air blowing, and little grunts that were coming from the entry of the doorway; he knew those all too well. At the sound of this, he just cocooned himself even further into his bed.

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Standing in front of the entrance, Shoyo was getting a tad bit frustrated. Tobio has yet to pay attention or at least help with ANYTHING. How selfish of him. As Shoyo marches to the bed, he feels he's going to just unleash all his scolding upon the raven. Tell em off if you will. That's it, he's getting closer. Oh Tobio has no idea the HELL that's coming to him.

Reaching for the mounds of fluff, Shoyo halts. "Wait. He really swaddled himself in the sheets. Aw he's actually so adorable what the hell-Okay, he needs to control himself. Tobio deserves a good scolding. But this sight.

Firm, toned muscles wrapped around a white pillow, face scrunched, eyebrows furrowed as always, moist lips slightly opened, eyes squinting then relaxed, squinted then relaxed again. He's such a child, Shoyo thought, biting his lower lip to force the growing, kiddish smile stretching across his face to die down. Man was he in love. Taking the sheets between his fingers, he began slowly pulling them back to reveal a limp body. How tired was he? Shoyo sat down next to said giant, flipping the dark, silky bangs from in front of his eyes. Next thing he knew, after one more squint, the raven headed man's lids flew open. Shoyo stayed completely still, allowing himself to drown in those ocean blue eyes. Man those eyes. It's like he can see his entire future in them.

"Hi." Shoyo said with a slight smile. Tobio squinted his eyes 'what's up with all this squinting?', tearing holes through the redhead.

"Hey my ass. Weren't you getting ready to nag my head off?"

Shoyo's eyes slanted. "Would you rather I do that then babe? You know I'm very good at it."

"Mmm nah, I wouldn't want to use up your only talent, sho. I'm more thoughtful than that." There's that 'ugly, stupid, charming, hot-sexy' sly smirk. Shoyo likes to call it USCHSS for short.

"Hm. Glad to know you can still be a royal asshole even in the mornings. Crust in the eyes, morning voice and all." he spat, grin still present. Tobio's smirk only grew, meaning he wasn't planning on stopping his banter.

"I know. Remember your words babe, "Tobio. Never change. Please." How sweet of me. I'm only following the desires of my husband like the domesticated man I am, sho".

Shoyo's eyes widened a little, only just realizing the moment in which that happened. Dammit, now the flush is spreading. "YOU-" he started, as the smirk deepens on the face of the black haired male. "YOU CANT USE THAT! DONT USE THINGS I SAY DURING SEX AS AN ARGUMENT!!!"

"We actually weren't having sex we just finished. You were on the high of sex. You know, blown away by pleasure to where you only have a few words, gasping, dazed-"

"WHATEVER! YOU HAVE NERVE TO TALK MISTER "fuck, sho", GROANS AND MOANS!!!" Shoyo watches as Tobio holds in a laugh.

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME GROANS AND MOANS?!? ME?? OKAY MISTER-" At this point in time, Shoyo knew he shouldn't have used that. Man was that an easy advantage.

"MISTER "TOBIO PLEASE!!! AH TOBIO! RIGHT THERE!! TOBIO!! FUCK TOBI!!" YOU LITERALLY SCREAM MY NAME MOANS AND GROANS SENIOR!!" Well damn.

"OKAY SO?? THAT WAS A ONE TIME THING!"

Lies.

"THATS PRACTICALLY EVERY TIME WHAT??!"

"WELL NOT ANYMORE!" Tobio immediately pushed Shoyo onto the huge bed. If this goes how he thinks, time to put our money where our mouth is. If that mouth isn't already in use that is. Tobio eyes Shoyo, before a sly smile starts to make its way to his face. Slowly raising his hands, angling them to his body, the ginger REALLY starts prepping this humiliation. Until the hands stop and start moving rapidly, causing a fit of light giggles to erupt throughout the bedroom.

                    *30 MINUTES LATER*

As the laughing, playful banter, and coy smiles start to die down, the two just sat. Laying across the bed Tobio so ever loves, gazing into each other's eyes, fingers intertwined. Enjoying the presence known as one another. That is, until one certified asshole decided to speak and ruin the moment (not really).

"You know, you really should be getting dressed right about now. Time waits for no man, even if he can't get past the height of 5'6, moans another man's name, and wears cuffed jeans." Oh he did NOT go for the cuffed jeans.

"..You know what you little shi-
                   

                        *beep* *beep* *beep*

Oh. Lucky bastard.

"I'm going to get dressed before I'm late." Shoyo grumbled as he snatched his hand playfully out of his husband's grasp.

"Mhmm." said appointed bastard. They've been together this long, so long, and they've never wavered a bit. A lot of people (mostly natsu and shoyo's father) get so confused seeing their relationship type, the never ending name calling, competitions, and such. And Shoyo understands why, yet he's never questioned the love. Ever. It's just their way of doing things. Something they understand, they get. It makes their case all the more special, and the redhead couldn't have it any other way. He could've never imagined this. Waking up to his husband, a husband who happens to be the same guy he despised, and wanted to soar past. Now he can't even think of moving past the dresser without being next to him in the task. Life is full of surprises eh? Guess you can expect the unexpected.
                               

    *bonk*

-"GO GET READY DUMBASS!!!"
-"IM GOING STUPID!!!"