Just a normal day with your two husbands, Shota and Hizashi. Better known as, the Pro-Heroes Eraserhead and Present Mic.

The three of you were sitting on the couch with a shit ton of pillows, Hizashi on his phone while Shota laid back on him. You sandwiched between the two of them.

Hizashi was TRYING, and keyword, trying, to find out what Shota wanted to eat so he knew what to order for lunch that day.

Hizashi: "Pizza?"

Shota: "No."

Hizashi: "Chicken?"

Shota: "No."

Hizashi: "Ramen?"

Shota: "No."

Hizashi: "Udon?"

Shota: "No."

Hizashi: "Sushi?"

Shota: "No."

Hizashi: "BOI-"

Ah yes. A normal day.