It was the usual peaceful morning with your husband, Atsumu. Small talk over breakfast and little morning kisses before you finally left for work.

Atsumu stayed at home today since his practice cancelled. It was boring without you, but he managed to keep himself entertained by lightly cleaning the house and watching TV. At some point, obviously, he opened the fridge to look for snacks. There he saw a box of chocolates you bought last night, shrugging and grabbing it.

Everything felt normal and innocent at first, just some 'nothing-special' chocolates. That was, until he ate his fifth piece.

Atsumu started feeling funny, hot and pent-up. There was definitely something odd with the chocolate...

When you got home, he was curled up on the couch, his hoodie covering his whole face. You approached him, asking him what's wrong as you placed your hand on his shoulder.

Atsumu flinched from your touch, remaining curled up. "Yer evil..."