#alphabetaus

"Come on, don't you get bored or hungry when we have to sit and do nothing?"

"We're not doing nothing, we're working."

"We're sitting in a car waiting for our suspect to get here. Honestly, stakeouts make me anxious, all that waiting and most of the time is for nothing."

"We know that he'll be here-."

"Yes, yes." Hinata interrupts him as she gets a tangerine out of her basket and starts peeling it. "So, that means you don't want an apple or something?"

Sasuke sighs and wonders a lot what did he do to deserve this - you punched a cop for not doing their job right. - Oh. Yeah, that was it. He grabs the apple and bites it viciously.

They eat in silence, and as Hinata is getting ready to take out the night's card game - Sasuke doesn't know where she gets that many games -, he grabs her arm and murmurs.

"Suspect just got out of the car. I'm sure he'll be meeting with the boss of-. Wait... is that his wife?"

"That certainly is his wife", Hinata says, as she holds her picture up. They stay silent for a little while and then she turns to look at him, determination set in her eyes. Oh, no. "Do you have the suit?"

"Here?", Sasuke asks her, confused.

"Yeah", Hinata says, turning to the backseat and grabbing her duffle bag. "I told you to bring a suit."

Sasuke looks at her like she's crazy. She did say that to him, early in the afternoon, when they received the case.

"Why the hell would I bring a suit to a stakeout!?" She's already taking three dresses out the duffle bag and he's getting more confused by the second.

"Because! God, you didn't read the full report, did you? It clearly said that he had dinner dates with his wife every third Thursday of the month. Today is-."

"The third Thursday of the month. Fuck."

Hinata snorts and she moves to the back of the car.

"Luckily for you, I also thought that you would not listen to me, and I brought a casual dress. Now, get out of the car, I'm gonna change."

"And what the hell am I supposed to do while you change?"

"I don't know! Come up with something.”

Sasuke doesn’t know what he expected from this, but getting to the host’s  stand and then having an armful of Hinata in a flowy, flowery dress is definitely not it.

“Thank you, sweetie,” she says, and it takes everything in him to not shake her off. “Hi! We were wondering if you had a table?”

“Do you have reservations?”

“Oh, no, we don’t,” she says, and she blushes. She raises her hand, showing a ring “It’s just. We just got engaged and this is the place we had our first date, we thought it would be romantic to come celebrate here.” She giggles a little bit. “But it’s ok if there are no empty tables…”

“Let me check, okay? I’ll be back.”

The woman posing as their host goes off somewhere, and Sasuke turns to look at her. Hinata’s grip becomes tighter and it’s almost impossible for him to shake her off. Her eyes are hard, determinate, and her smile is tight around the corners.

“What are you doing?” he whispers to her, almost glaring.

“I’m getting us a table, play along or all of this would be for nothing.”

Sasuke stares and suddenly he understands why she asked him to bring a suit. He rolls his eyes and sighs. The host comes back with a waiter and a smile, Hinata smiles back brightly and greets them enthusiastically.

“Please follow James to your table”, the host says, and Sasuke can’t believe this is actually happening. “Congratulations!”

“Thank you!” Hinata says, and practically pulls him with her as they walk through the tables. “I see our suspect.” She mumbles and Sasuke scans their surroundings.

“This better be worth it.”

-they meet through an ad in the paper bc caym needed roommates and tselel and arin needed a place to live

-arin, making direct eye contact with iri: what the fuck is that. tselel: my cat :-). caym, softly: are you sure tho. like are you sure it’s not a demon are you su-

-within three days caym is on grocery duty, bc arin eats only when reminded and even then it’s like sweets, and tselel subsists on redbull and ramen. ‘how are you alive’  caym asks despairingly as he forces them to eat actual food. ‘bold of you to assume i’m alive’ tselel replies.  

-caym is a neat freak and needs things to be in order All The Time. tselel’s philosophy is if she can see the floor it’s fine, and things go where she throws them. arin figures if no one’s yelling at him for being a fire hazard he’s probably safe. this leads to a lot of caym moving their shit around to make it orderly and the other two complaining about how they can’t find anything.

-caym, walking into the kitchen at 2am to find tselel on the floor eating doritos and watching b99: why tho. arin, walking in behind him bc he’s nosy and heard movement: oooh i want to watch too

-there are two bedrooms, but tselel is in caym and arin’s most of the time anyways, and arin’s bed is always covered in stuff so that just leaves caym’s bed, but it’s too small to fit all three of them so they all have to pile up when they want to watch a movie, and then it’s late and they’re tired so they just, like, fall alseep like that.