Proverbs 2: 3

"Cry out insight, and ask for understanding"

Hinata woke up with a start, acutely missing the lack of warmth that previously engulfed her. Her limbs felt sore and stiff as she groggily sat up. She squinted in the darkness at the clock, 3:00 AM, and immediately caught the sight of her husband 's wedding ring on the nightstand.

Fuck! Did he leave?

She sucked in a breath and frantically bolted out the bed. Could she survive him leaving her again? she had naively believed that making love to him would bring them closer...like before... but it was only a wet band-aid on their crumbling marriage.

If only they talked as much as they fucked

stupid, stupid! why couldn't she just verbalize how she felt?

If there's one thing she always knew about Sasuke was that he was a man of his word. As she much as she hates to admit this, she understood his reasons for wanting to move out. But he owed her at least a discussion first.

She hurried down the steps, holding onto the wall to steady herself.

She barged into the bathroom, the kitchen, his office

Nothing

She ran back up the stairs hoping she had missed something. Her anxiety ratcheted up five notches as she came up empty again. An anguished cry escaped her lips, as she ran back down.

just as she decided to activate her bloodline, something distinct but familiar hit her nostril slowing her stride.

Encouraged, she followed the scent

He was laid out beneath the stars in the backyard.

eyes closed... looking so relaxed and so at peace. The steady rise and fall of his chest, made her heart unclench.

A fat cloud of smoke slithered past his lips, the only sign that he was fully awake.

she stepped closer...her toes sinking into the moist grass, that smell always brought back a feeling of nostalgia.

She sank into the grass next to him and slowly looked up at him in the darkness

"Couldn't sleep?" she asked softly as he placed the blunt back to his lips.

"Hn" eyes still closed he passed her the blunt, she found herself taking it against her better judgment and placing it against her lips. Her first drag sent her into a coughing fit causing her to sit up.

"You still suck at this" he chuckled quietly

"you're not exactly the best teacher" still struggling to catch her breath but determined to prove him wrong, she went for another one. She smiled to herself as she reminisced about the last time, they shared a joint. Her first time getting high in the presence of the infamous avenger months after she had found him inebriated in the cemetery. She craved that carefree and bold spirit he was always brought out of her. She missed him and simplicity of their relationship. When did everything get so fucked up? What comes after if he moves out? Was he considering divorce?

She took one last drag, letting her lungs fill up and propagate her newfound sense of euphoria.

She felt his fingers brush against hers as he took the joint from her hands. She slowly opened her white orbs and was surprised to find him staring intently. For what felt like hours, they stared at each, letting their unspoken rift fill up the space between them.

He broke the silence first, his deep voice laced with unfamiliar vulnerability

"Hinata" his glazed eyes peering into her soul "why were you in bed with Naruto?"

She stared past her husband far into their vast yard, her mind flashing from memory after memory, opening the floodgates of emotions. Her hand shook slightly as she reached for the joint between his lips , desperate for another drag.

There was no more time for tears, she had to rip the band-Aid.

"Why did you leave me when I needed you the most?"

AN : I am still alive yall, sorry for taking this long to update! since its Sasuhina month , I just had to. ENJOY!