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For you

Summary: Naruto and Hinata are highschool sweethearts. Naruto has planned their holiday, and it must be perfect. Because he has a very importan question to ask.

One-shot: For you

The clock ticks, ticks, ticks, and Naruto can’t stare hard enough at it.The class is taking forever, and he knows he will have to ask Shikamaru for his notes next week. The last thirty minutes have only been white noise to him.

At any other time, he would have left already. Hell, he would have left the moment his brain had decided to stop working properly, staying seated while being talked about shit he just couldn’t process was annoying as fuck.

But he knows that it’s either him waiting here with his leg bobbing up and down in anticipation while sending daggers to the clock above the whiteboard, or him prancing around the hallways, checking at his cellphone every second just to make sure that the time is actually passing and keeping himself from leaving this place to go see Hinata.

Hell, he knows the moment the class is over he’ll sprint to her.

The bell rings, and Naruto grabs his stuff immediately, darting for the door before anyone else has even closed their notebooks. He says bye to Shikamaru without making sure if the man heard him at all and leaves with his bag still clasped tightly in his hand.

He runs.

Along the way, he puts his backpack on properly while dodging the other students that have begun to pour out into the hallways. Their campuses are far away, so Naruto sprints over. His hair is in his face, and he feels the sweat starting to pool at his back and armpits.

At any other time, he would have worried about this. With anyone else doubly so. But this is Hinata we're talking about. His girlfriend.

His girlfriend who made the first move back when they were in high school. Thank god.

He's sweaty, he knows, probably looking like a hot mess. He inhales deeply, trying to look a little less winded than he feels and looks around.

Hinata always takes her time; she only begins to put her things in order when the bell rings, her laptop and notebooks and binders, all neatly ordered inside her bag. Naruto checks his cellphone again, no new messages. She has to be still inside the building.

Some of the students leaving the place look at him like some sort of attraction, and Naruto ignores them. He knows what sort of rumors go around concerning him. An orphan who knew how to speak only using his fists, now the boyfriend of the heir to the Hyuga conglomerate. He has learned to tune it all out. It’s not worth it.

He's trying to keep his hair away from his eyes when he catches Hinata’s form among the students. She's wearing the skirt Naruto himself chose last night through their video call. He waits at the end of the stairs for her, staring and hoping she will feel his gaze and look back. Her eyes find him midway through the stairs.

She turns and says goodbye to the friend beside her, walks the rest of the stairs with a hastened pace, looking at her feet in order not to fall. It takes everything in Naruto not to grab her just before she reaches the ground and twirls her around.

Patience. Patience.

Hinata reaches the ground and smiles at him immediately after. That is enough to make him melt. She rummages through her bag and brings out a purple handkerchief she uses to dab Naruto’s face, his forehead and neck, where the sweat pooled.

“Sorry about that.”

She giggles, and Naruto is immediately entranced, “Did you run?”

“Yes.” Her touch is comforting and something he knows by heart, and yet he can’t help but lean into it, making her cup his cheek for a second.

“Do you want some water?”

“Nah, I’m fine,” he pats the bag that slings over his shoulder, “got some water, too.”

“I’m sorry you had to carry all that by-”

“I offered.”

Hinata looks at him and he stares. They gauge each other and then Naruto offers his hand in truce, “Let’s get going, I don’t want us to lose the train.”

Hinata gives him an amused look. He has been going on about this trip since forever, making plans and asking for him to be in charge of everything. She knows very little, and although she loves seeing him so excited, she can’t help but tease him regardless, “We have almost a full hour to walk a 20-minute walk.”

And Naruto makes it as if he doesn’t hear, shakes his head even. He tugs at her hand for her to start walking and Hinata starts to feel herself grow excited. She doesn’t want to think too much about it, but Ino and Sakura have been going on and about how this trip fits perfectly just before her birthday -which is just after Christmas- and how this whole ordeal must mean he’s planning something else.

Naruto isn’t one to shy away from a big celebration, so the possibility is there. But she doesn’t want to go into it, she doesn’t want to put pressure into this whole thing, and Naruto looks so excited she knows it doesn’t even matter if he didn’t prepare anything but the trip. They will have a blast. She can’t help but skip a few steps and smile at him when he looks back in question.

He crouches in a second before she can even register it, and then his lips are pressing on her and his breath is on her face, and then he’s walking again. Her feet follow after him out of habit and she brings her hand to her mouth. Naruto doesn’t look back, but Hinata can see his ears are red. He probably couldn’t contain himself.

She understands. She wants to kiss him, too.

Hinata feels the stares as they leave their campus. Knows the rumors going around. But Naruto just kissed her so she feels invincible and she presses herself to his side.

Her boyfriend glances back at her -her hand on her mouth- and he has to bring his hand to cover his face, which is growing redder by the second.

•···•···•

Hinata waits on the seats, with Naruto’s big ass duffel bag at her feet. He left her with a hot drink in one hand and a muffin in the other, and Hinata has not been able to keep her smile away from her face for a while now.

Naruto has everything planned. The tickets are printed, he knows by heart the schedules of the trains they have to take and the stations they will go through -although he mutters them low enough for her not to hear-, and yet; and yet he goes to check with an assistant again, and yet he goes check the time he already knows on the board around the train station, and yet he checks on his phone to check he has already checked everything that needs to be checked.

It’s endearing.

It’s adorable.

Hinata wants to eat him up for being so cute.

He walks toward her with a frown on his face as he checks his phone. There are a few faces she recognizes around the station. It doesn’t surprise nor bother her, the station is close to their university, and today is Friday. People go back to their homes or, like them, go take a trip somewhere fun.

What bothers her are the obvious glances some people give her boyfriend. They are somewhat famous in their own campuses, and more people that she likes to think about know about them throughout their university, but that also means that everyone also knows Naruto is kind of head over heels with her.

Obsessed, likes to tease Ino. But even Hinata knows that using that word is not fair.

He has told her many times that she is the closest he has ever felt to family.

Naruto thinks that Iruka -the orphanage director- doesn’t count because he has to take care of his children. Even though Iruka has kept contact with him to this day. And his relationship with his schoolmates he believes to be some kind of mix between pity and camaraderie that relies on some sort of give and take.

He has trouble believing he is good and enough just as he is, but Hinata believes he’s been making progress. He is very close friends with Sakura and Sasuke. Although Sasuke hated his guts -as he himself put it- and Sakura became friends with him out of duty rather than choice, being class president back when he transferred to their school and all.

But time had been good to them, and although Sasuke was still aloof sometimes, they learned to make their friendship work. And then highschool started and Naruto shone with the light of a thousand suns, as he fought everything and everyone that laid eyes on him. With Sasuke in tow, who also wanted to see the world burn, and Sakura behind them, oftentimes cleaning up their mess.

Sasuke got some sort of free pass as his grades were astounding and people attributed his attitude to the horrific accident he witnessed when he was younger. But then Naruto got the brunt of it, being almost always held responsible alone for everything they did.

Which was substantial.

Iruka tried to fix things but Naruto was so angry at the world that nothing could stop him. Until due to his grades their teacher asked Hinata whether she could help Naruto with his studies. A pleading look and a tired sigh and Hinata was paired with him immediately after.

Hinata was already in love with him at the time and he was blunt and a little too eager to choose his fists over anything else, but deep down he was kinder than most and it only took him a few days to warm up to the shy and quiet girl who repeated things time and time again without a hint of annoyance.

He shared with her once that it drove him mad seeing people give up on him just because he couldn’t understand things at once. Hinata had been patient before, but after that she was also encouraging whenever he tackled something new and Naruto came to enjoy being with her.

And just by being near a calming presence, and just by having someone who looked at him as if everything he said held importance, he felt his own fire subside. His grades rose and his innate ability to get along with people exploded.

When he single-handedly brought together every class in their highschool to organize a long lost school festival the people’s attention was on him immediately. His popularity sky-rocketed, and he grew anxious.

He confided in his friends -Hinata now among them-. And seeing all the attention he was getting from the girls at school made Hinata so restless about their relationship, she called for him to wait until everyone left school and confessed to him with a hand-written letter in front of their classroom.

His face had been even redder than hers.

Naruto reaches her seat and kneels in front of her, “What are you thinking about?”

“About our time in highschool.”

Naruto makes a disgruntled noise and looks away, trying to hide his shame, “Please don’t.”

“And how popular you were back then.”

Naruto whines. His arms to either side of Hinata’s chair, and he hides his face on his bicep. “Baby-”

“Remember how many love letters you received after your closing speech at the festival?”

Naruto nuzzles into Hinata’s lap, whimpering as he moves his head, “Why are you remembering that?”

There are still a couple of women who look at Naruto with interest, but now he has his arms around her torso and he’s asking for a peck on the lips with puppy eyes.

“Just ‘cause,” Hinata answers, and then she brings her mouth to his.

•···•···•

Naruto puts his duffel bag on the overhead rack and sits heavy in his place. Hinata is accomodating herself and her own bag right beside him as the train starts to fill up by the second.

He’s sure Hinata already has an idea of where they’re going, but she doesn’t say anything and he’s grateful for that. He wants this to be a surprise, he wants this to be perfect.

His phone buzzes and he smiles the second he checks its content. "Baby, look."

Naruto pushes his cellphone to her and Hinata comes face to face with an excel spreadsheet full of grades. She searches for Naruto's name and then checks the latest addition. She does a little dance as a result.

"Congratulations, baby!"

Naruto looks at her with shining eyes and her smile makes him smile too. "Are you proud?"

Her arms circle his neck before he can finish his sentence. He has to crouch and bring his body down to accomodate to her height. "I'm always proud of you, silly."

And Naruto can't help the warmth that fills him. Because out of anyone ever, he knows Hinata’s words are true.

Even back when he was just a nuisance to those around him, even when his face was filled with cuts and bruises she would tend to. Even then, she had been proud. He was a failure by any and all measures, and yet she told him that trying hard enough and never giving up were strengths on their own.

"I know," he whispers, and he revels in the way his arms fit around her body, in the way Hinata keeps on giggling as she kisses his neck before reaching his face. And then his chin, and then his cheek, and then his-

A man clears his throat loud enough for Naruto to startle and it takes him one look to know the man doesn't approve of such displays of affection.

Hinata grows red on the face and Naruto accommodates himself, growing conscious of every part of his body. Until he realizes that the man is turned all the way to look at them and then Naruto looks back at him, confused at his need to be such a prick.

Naruto motions with his hand for the man to look straight ahead and both frown at each other. The stare contest lasts just a few seconds, as Hinata is quick to grab his attention again.

“Come on, don’t let him get under your skin.”

“Asshole,” he whispers and Hinata snorts before squeezing his hand again.

“Come on, let it be, we just have to wait a little before we can be alone.

“Oh? How so?”

Hinata looks at him with an expression that Naruto mimics immediately. But she doesn’t want to say the place she thinks they are going to, so she tilts her head to the side, then to the other. Naruto follows her movements and also adds the flutter of his eyelashes in an annoying manner.

“You’re insufferable, tell me about your classes.”

“Horrible, all of them, all I could think about was going to get you. I’m gonna have to ask Shikamaru for his notes.”

The train moves, Naruto forgets about the rude man in front of them and Hinata gets to stare at his face as he whines about teachers going on and on about a topic that can be explained in half an hour.

•···•···•

Naruto shakes Hinata up five minutes before they are scheduled to arrive at their destination.

He is hoping for her to be surprised. She had looked at him with her eyes furrowed the moment they had passed the station she believed was their actual destination almost an hour ago, so he might still have a chance.

Naruto had to fight the urge to come clean under her gaze, to tease back, to give in and tell her everything. But he stared right ahead, kept his eyes fixed to the man diagonal to him. He was reading the newspaper and Naruto zeroed in on letters he didn’t care about.

Hinata had accommodated herself against his shoulder and slept the way they had left.

Naruto tried to follow suit, but his brain was filled with thoughts that swirled around. He could barely close his eyes before a thought made him nervous and he had to check information on his cellphone.

He gave up midway through, and spent the rest of the journey asking Shikamaru for his notes and revising for an upcoming test after the holidays. He had given a date wrong on the last oral exam that still haunted him. He had memorized it immediately after, out of spite, but his frustration was stronger.

Hinata wakes up with the cutest of blinks and looks from him to the window. She can’t see much, night is falling and the scenery outside is the same as it has been for the last half an hour.

“Are we there yet?”

“In a couple of minutes.”

Hinata nuzzles into his shoulder and breathes out heavily. She won’t fall asleep again, she hates waking up and being hurried into things.

The moment they stand in the train station and Hinata realizes where they are she looks at Naruto with her mouth open and a mix of questions and worry in her eyes Naruto shuts with open arms and a loud voice.

“Surprise!”

People around them turn their heads at his antics, but aside from shaking their heads or smiling at the couple they keep on their own way.

Hinata can’t form words, and Naruto takes advantage of it and grabs her hand before her mind can go down the wrong path.

“Come on, just enjoy this.” He nuzzles into her neck and her good humor comes back with a chuckle.

“Naruto,” she says, with a tone in her voice Naruto knows very well. Is everything all right? Are you sure of this?

And of course, of course it is. He kisses her lips and cups her cheek. “We are gonna have a great time.” A promise.

Hinata melts into his touch and nibbles the palm of his hand, “Let’s check us in, then.”

The entrance to the resort is opulent and the room they arrive at is several square meters bigger than it even needs to be.

“Naruto,” Hinata starts again, this time both scared and in awe of the place.

Naruto is beaming with joy as he realizes the place is even better than what he had hoped for. Now this is a place for an anniversary.

Now this is memorable.

The windows cover the wall completely and Naruto drags the curtains out of the way to lay eyes on the asset he is most eager to try. A private jacuzzi just outside their room, with a nice view of the snowy mountains outside.

Hinata doesn’t miss the change in his demeanor. And it makes her immediately melt her worries away. She drops her bag on the king-sized bed in the middle of the room and runs to hug Naruto from behind.

Naruto is chuckling, he searches for her hand and then brings it to his lips. “You like it?”

“It’s beautiful.” And whatever gripes she has about this whole outing she bites down, because Naruto’s face shines when he turns to her.

“I swear I didn’t just blow up my savings.” Hinata is quick to smile and nod to reassure him, but he knows she worries. She always worries about his financial situation, and who could blame her? She was the one who accompanied him through whatever bureaucratic bullshit he had to face to ask for grants and scholarships, even loans when the need arose. Her father owns the city - though Hinata denies it- and although the man himself offered to sponsor Naruto years into their relationship, Naruto politely rejected his offer.

He won’t ask if it is not absolutely necessary.

And Hinata honors his will. She adjusts to his spendings. Which is why they have never been to such a fancy looking place.

Ever.

Naruto can’t say he doesn’t feel some type of remorse about the whole situation. But they know they are a unit, and Hinata has never made him feel less or lacking.

And still Naruto can’t fight hard enough the need to explain. “I got the place at like half the price, and I think they upgraded for free, because- well, I paid for a good place but this is a whole other level.” Hinata snickers and Naruto feels his own nerves calming down. “You know I wouldn’t be irresponsible like that.”

“I know.”

His hands are on her face, cupping her cheeks. He leans over and lands a peck on her mouth, “Let’s have a good time, all right?” His voice is so sultry he surprises himself and prepares to have Hinata poke fun at him, but her hands reach his chest and they travel up and down his torso with an intention that travels all the way from his brain to his dick.

“Let’s,” is all she answers, before biting her lower lip in anticipation. In the way that always makes Naruto want to gobble her up.

They kiss. All tongue and without decorum. They are reaching the bed when Naruto thinks about the hours they’ve spent traveling and how, maybe, Hinata may feel uncomfortable. “Do you want to take a shower first?”

The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and she falls on her butt. Her face now level with his stomach. Hinata grabs his legs, brings him closer to her, “No.” Her face gets lost in between his coat and sweater in an attempt to lay kisses down his body. She then reappears, looks up to him, “Do you want to take a shower first?”

“Fuck no.”

Her hands find his waistband, and she giggles as she unzips and unbuttons Naruto’s jeans. Naruto’s jacket flies off into the distance. He is reaching for his sweater when Hinata pulls his pants down.

He feels her breath before anything else. “You’re still not ready, baby?”

Naruto can feel himself growing harder by the second. He can feel his hair standing up in whichever direction when the sweater comes off too. “Just give me one second, love.”

His hand finds her and Hinata nuzzles into it. “I can help,” she says, a soft smile in place, all cheeky. She dives right back into his stomach and Naruto lifts up his shirt with one hand, the other caressing her hair.

Her lips leave kisses everywhere she can, a trail of saliva down his stomach. Her hands are cold and Naruto shivers as she cups his testicles. He lets out a moan when her tongue meets his shaft.

Hinata pumps him up, slow movements she accompanies with her mouth. The sounds she gets out from the blowjob send a tingle down Naruto’s leg, his fingers curling up at the pleasure. “Babe.”

She hums back in answer, her mouth opens and then Naruto’s penis stands tall between her and her boyfriend. “Did I do a good job?”

Naruto chuckles. He lets his shirt fall down again and then gently pushes Hinata down into the bed, his legs kick off his jeans and underwear onto the floor. He pushes his erection against Hinata’s stomach, his mouth already covering her own. “You tell me,” he moans.

Hinata smiles back at him. They undress her, her jacket and sweater first. Followed by Naruto licking whatever skin he can get to. Her shirt flies off and Naruto buries his face on her breasts. Her jeans next, they get tangled at her left foot, and both the garment and her underwear get left there.

Naruto growls as his fingers find her entrance. Wet and dripping already. “Oh, love.”

“Condom,” Hinata babbles. Her hand at his arm, in an attempt to keep him from overstimulating her.

“Fuck.” Naruto rushes to his discarded jeans, fumbles for a second searching for his wallet and takes a condom from there. He tears open the package and steals a glance to his girlfriend as he puts on the preservative.

Hinata is touching herself. Her mouth slightly open, her legs propped up and ready, waiting for him. Her eyes are on him and Naruto practically jumps back into the bed. Sloppy kisses against sloppy kisses. His hands on her body, squeezing at every inch he can get to.

She positions herself under him, her hand slithers between them, grabbing him and guiding Naruto inside. Naruto pushes, his mouth open in a silent moan Hinata gobbles. They find their rhythm. And it helps them ride into their climax. Naruto’s shirt gets bothersome sometime after and he bites into the garment to keep it away. Hinata’s hips shoot up, seeking more pressure, and Naruto stands on his knees, his hands at her waist.

He can feel his testicles pressing against her bottom. He can feel himself sinking deep into Hinata, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the room.

Hinata digs into his arm, into his thigh, her nails bite into Naruto’s skin, but the pain only makes the pleasure shine brighter. Naruto can feel himself tightening up, angles himself to apply pressure into Hinata’s clitoris. He earns himself the sight of Hinata’s head pressing back, her whole face contorted, seeking the same relief as him.

He hugs Hinata’s legs with one arm, and his other hand finds her sex. Their fluids coat her thighs so he swipes it off with his thumb and then starts circling her. Hinata screams and brings her own hand to her mouth, she whimpers as she tries to keep herself from crying out.

Naruto doesn’t stop any of his ministrations. Hinata tries to get away, her hand pushing at his knee, the other at her mouth. Her teeth leaving marks on her skin already.

“Ahhhhh.” Her muscles tighten around Naruto and she grabs hold of whatever she can grab onto. Her whole torso turns to the side, her face pushing against the mattress, yet Naruto keeps her in place. She screams his name against the bed, a sight he loves to see.

He’s close. He hugs her legs to him with both his arms, his hips thrust and thrust and he can feel himself closing in on his own climax. Hinata is grabbing at his arms, her cries rising in volume as he drills into her.

His lungs are going to explode and he doesn’t fucking care. Just this is important. Just his dick going in and out of Hinata. Just finding release.

Sweet sweet fucking release.

His hips push hard, then harder. Once and twice and he spills himself into her. His chest raises and he is out of breath and Hinata lays in front of him, her eyes lethargic, her legs trembling and her pelvic muscles squeezing into his penis.

He feels himself spilling. One and two little spurts after his big release. He sits on his ankles and Hinata reaches her hand to him.

Naruto grabs hold of her hand. He wipes the sweat off his forehead with his shirt and then he takes off the condom. He walks on his knees to his girlfriend, her bra all the way up to her collarbone. He lays his condom on her stomach, with some of the semen inside dribbling down onto her skin as she breathes in and out.

Naruto leans into her, one hand on her breast. He squeezes as he lays his mouth on her neck, making a trail up her mouth and face. “You all right?”

“In heaven,” she whispers.

And Naruto snickers as he brushes her hair off her face.

Then he remembers. “Shit. What time is it?”

“I have no idea.”

Hinata lays unmoving, basking in her afterglow. Naruto makes an attempt to leave her side and check on his phone but Hinata doesn’t let go and whimpers for him to come back.

“Babe.”

“Don’t go.” Her pouty lips are adorable enough for Naruto to stop whatever he’s doing immediately.

“I just want to check the time, baby.” Her lips look plump and full and are now red enough for Naruto to imagine his cock on her dainty mouth.

“Why?”

“There’s a show at 11 today, you’re gonna love it.”

“I can think of something else we both are gonna love.”

Naruto looks at her, an accusatory look in place, “I could keep you in bed for the whole weekend, you know that.”

Hinata squirms, her other hand reaching his used condom, her fingers playing with his seed. “I wouldn’t say no to that.”

Naruto has to will himself out of his fantasies. “No,” he says, out loud and with conviction. “We’re watching that show -we so are-, go get washed.”

Hinata blinks prettily at him. She raises and then gets real close to him, her breasts pushing against him. “We could have some fun in the shower.”

“Hinata.”

Her smile is mischievous and she leaves the bed first, bare and with their fluids still coating her inner thighs. Hinata realizes she still has her underwear and jeans caught at her ankle.

She doesn't hesitate. Down in one swift motion, her buttocks exposed to Naruto in plain view. She leaves her clothes on the floor and then walks to the bathroom while taking off her bra.

She can hear Naruto muttering to himself at her back.

He reaches her just before she can open the door. His hand across her torso, the other at the handle in front of them. His breath is heated and still labored.

"I'm gonna rail you against the wall."

Hinata giggles to herself. Can already feel her stomach heating up at his words.

When Naruto promises something…

•···•···•

Her chest is pressed against the bathroom wall. The water pools between her breasts and her hair sticks to her skin. Naruto nuzzles behind her neck, one hand across her stomach -holding her in place- and the other digging at her bottom, angling her to help him inside.

She doesn't feel the floor. Her fingers are tiptoeing, but she's not the one keeping herself up.

"Ah, fuck."

Naruto bites into her shoulder and the pain makes Hinata curl her toes. He's close. His hips hit against her with a vengeance and he moves his hands to encircle her waist. She’s floating.

One hand on his arms, the other to the wall -in a useless attempt at stabilizing herself. Naruto's breath warms her shoulder and the moment his hand travels up her stomach to squeeze at her breast Hinata can feel herself wanting release.

She lets out a lengthy moan that echoes inside the room, barely drowned by the water falling around them. She feels Naruto coming inside, the condom expanding. He muffles his own voice against her skin, but his hands keep at work, one at her center, circling her clit, the other keeping her anchored to him.

"Ah, Naruto. Naruto."

Her release soon follows. A scream that shakes her body, her legs tremble as they close, trapping Naruto's hand inside. The little strength she has leaves her body and it's only his arm around her body that keeps her standing.

"You all right?"

Hinata hums a yes. Still feeling the pleasure coursing through her body. "I don't feel my legs."

A dry laugh fills the bathroom. "Good." Naruto crouches one second and the next he has Hinata in his arms. "Now you won't egg me on."

Hinata feels her body growing tired by the second. The bed seems like a great place to be right now. "Maybe so." Whatever to let him know that she's still up for it.

They keep up the good humor inside the bathroom and Naruto manages to help wash her and himself and get them out of the bathroom in record time.

Hinata dries herself up while Naruto hurries around her, picking the clothes they discarded around the room and leaving them in a somewhat neat pile on one of the fancy chairs. He then rummages through his duffel bag to put on clothes.

His hair is still dripping wet. He looks handsome.

He stands tall then, his cellphone in his hand, his blue eyes stuck to Hinata.

“Yes?” she asks. His eyes still drilling holes through her skull.

“Would it bother you if I left now and came later to get us to the show?”

Hinata barely takes time to think about his question. “No?” She takes the towel she’s using to dry her hair and puts it on her lap, “You’ll come get me, right?”

“Of course.”

“You do know we don’t have to go to the show, right?”

Naruto squints his eyes. “Sure,” he then insists, “but I want us to go.”

“Then we will, love.” Hinata is quick to add. “Go and do what you have to do, I’ll be here drying myself and getting ready.” Hinata sends a kiss his way and Naruto makes a show of catching it and saving it inside his jacket.

“Don’t move from here, all right? I’ll come and get ya.”

“I won’t move a centimeter.”

Naruto runs to her, steals a peck, grabs her hip with more strength than necessary and leaves. “Just don’t leave the room! I’ll be back!”

Hinata sits there. Still naked and with her hair still sticking to her skin. She laughs to herself and as she keeps on drying her body remembers that she left her cellphone on mute to sleep while on the train.

Her screen lights up and a bazillion messages show up.

Are you dead or sumthng? CALL BACK, MAAM

I say she’s having the time of her life, let the woman breathe

HINATA JUST LET US KNOW YOU ARRIVED WHEREVER YOU WERE SUPPOSDED TO ARRIVE SAFE OKKK

Due to the urgency in their messages, Hinata calls Hanabi first. Her sister picks up after two rings.

“Sister.”

“Hanabi, we arrived already at the resort.”

“Good. Everything all right?”

Hinata blushes as she remembers how all right everything was. “Yes. Naruto brought me to the Suna Resort.”

“Whaaaaat.” Even aloof Hanabi can’t hide her surprise. “Did he sell a kidney or something?”

“He told me he didn’t.”

“Knowing his luck he charmed some high-ranking dude and they handed him a spare ticket or something. Don’t worry I’ll get it out of him when I see him.”

“Hanabi.”

“Am I allowed to tell Father?”

“Yes, of course. Tell him everything’s fine and we’re having a grand time.”

“I bet.” Her tone is playful and Hinata has to keep herself from falling into her sister’s trap.

“So yeah, I’ll call you when we are on our way back.”

“Aye, aye. Maybe then I’ll finally be able to call Naruto brother-in-law.”

“Shut up.”

Hanabi’s laugh cackles through the phone. “Whatever, as if this is not the perfect opportunity for him to get on one knee and pledge his undying love.”

“Shut up, I said.”

“See ya, then. Have a good one.”

“Thanks, take care.”

“As always,” Hanabi finishes and her voice still carries mirth that annoys Hinata.

The chat screen opens up and Hinata is in her undies as she types an answer.

Got here all right, everything’s fine. Were having a great time already.

**We’re

Her pants are halfway up her bottom when the video call gets through. Sakura’s pink hair covers the whole screen.

“Hinata!” she screams.

Hinata is trying to put on her shirt as quick as she can, because she knows Ino-

“What!? Why are we looking at the damn ceiling? Babe, we want to see your face!” Ino whines and Ten-Ten’s voice carries through immediately after.

“Are you alone? Or is Naruto with you?”

“I’m alone, I’m putting on my shirt, give me a second.”

They all howl at the same time and Hinata can’t help the blush that covers her face.

“Gotta say,” Hinata can see Ino being all smug and proud, “my boy gets the work done. You raised him well, Sakura.”

Sakura cackles. “He’s in love, Ino, I bet he wants to do our Hinata all the time, wherever he can.”

“Have some tact.” Hinata raises the phone to catch her face on the camera and her friends all raise their hands in celebration.

“Babe, it’s so nice to see you!” Ino claps at her words and Hinata can only shake her head at her enthusiasm.

“We saw each other today.”

“Don’t mind her, she’s drunk,” Ten-Ten quips, earning herself an elbow from Ino.

“So are you, bitch!”

They scuffle in the back and Sakura quickly brings the camera closer to her, “Don’t mind them, we’ve been drinking and you know how they get.” Their laughs get louder and Sakura shakes her head. “Everything all right, then?”

“Yes, everything.”

“Where’s he, though?”

“Oh, well, he left to check on the show we’re going to see now. He’s coming to get me after.”

Sakura raises an eyebrow, her mouth a line. “Interesting.”

“Oh, come on. Not you, too.”

Sakura can only keep her face as plain as possible. “I’m just saying.”

“Shut up.”

The phone gets taken and Ino’s nose appears. “Babe, if he doesn’t ask for your hand in marriage then I will.”

Hinata rolls her eyes. “We’ve had getaways like this before, all right. It’s not meant to be different this time.”

“Really?” Ino tilts her head, confusion evident. “Hinata, sweetie, you can’t believe Naruto-”

Ten-Ten takes the phone this time, Ino trying and failing to get it back. “Out of all of us, I would say I’m the most ‘feet on the ground’ person in the group,” Ino is heard squabbling with Sakura in the foreground and they both stop a second to add an ‘agree!’ to support Ten-Ten’s statement. “And even I would say this time Naruto means business.”

“Whatever.”

“Oh, come on!” Ino cries.

“I don’t mind either way, all right! If he does then fine and if he doesn’t we’re gonna have a grand all time anyway.”

“Oooooooooh,” they tease.

“Well, if he does, are you gonna say yes?” Ino asks and Hinata gets embarrassed all of a sudden.

“Of course I’m gonna say yes,” she mumbles.

Their squealing fills the room and Hinata has to hide her face behind her hand.

“Shut up, we’re still students I don’t think-”

Naruto opens the door and his blonde hair appears a second later. “Babe, are you ready? We’re just in time to catch the show.”

Hinata squeaks, her phone falls from her hand and bounces off the carpet.

“Naruto!” her phone screams and Naruto looks confused for just one second.

“Hey, girls!” He walks closer as Hinata frantically tries to grab her phone and finish the call. “Do you need more time?” he asks Hinata, who can only shake her head no.

“Naruto, my boy, go get-” Ino screams and Hinata can hear Ten-Ten and Sakura keeping the blonde under submission.

Naruto is none the wiser and only laughs, “Ino! Hey!”

Hinata manages to grab her phone and like never before has the hardest time turning it towards her. “Was good talking with you all, bye!” She presses the button to end the call and can hear Ino’s struggle to keep on talking behind Sakura and Ten-Ten’s measured goodbyes.

Naruto kneels beside her, a hand to her back. “Babe, you all right?”

“Yes,” Hinata squeals.

Naruto can only laugh. “Are you ready? The show is on in 10.”

“Yes, yes,” Hinata stands, her heart beating out of her chest.

“Were they teasing you?” Naruto remembers how the girls would leave Hinata a blushing mess whenever he was to go closer to his girlfriend. He never got the chance to hear what they were talking about, but he knew he was the main topic of conversation and well- they had a lot to bring up if they wanted a blushing Hinata.

Hinata bites her lip and nods, but makes no attempt to keep on talking about it. “Let’s go see the show.”

Naruto can only smirk. He puts his hand on Hinata’s lower back and guides her out of the room. “Let’s.”

•···•···•

The show is colorful. Dance and magic and some public participation events. Naruto doesn’t seem to be able to lay low. He is asked to participate and Hinata can only sigh and appreciate Naruto’s witty remarks that earn him a room full of laughter and the warm pats on the shoulder from the performers.

Naruto can’t help but shine in a room of people. He just attracts attention.

He jogs to his seat and people look at her with interest the moment he kisses her cheek and starts whispering in her ear. He just doesn’t realize people are still looking.

And even if they were, she's sure he would do it anyway.

The show is engaging and fun but the moment she catches Naruto stealing glances at her she leans towards him, one hand on his thigh. “This is so much fun.”

He turns to her completely, “Are you having fun?” His eyes twinkle and he’s trying so hard to keep his face under control Hinata can’t help but get closer and kiss him on the lips.

“I am, thank you.”

Naruto still tries to keep himself from smiling too hard, but he scoots closer to his girlfriend and reaches for her hand. The rest of the show her hand is intertwined with his, right over his thigh.

His other legs bounces up and down, nervous. The lights of the show hit his face and he’s beyond relieved to see Hinata from the corner of his eye laughing and smiling as the performances come and go.

He can do this.

He for sure can do this.

“Love?”

Naruto blinks and realizes the people around them are standing and grabbing their sweaters and coats. Whatever they brought to fight the cold on the way to see the performance. Hinata’s face is close to him and she smiles as he looks at her.

“Caught you out of it, didn’t I?”

Naruto laughs and shakes his head, “I was just mesmerized by your beauty, love.”

Hinata laughs in return and she’s the one that stands and tugs at his hand. She doesn’t press further, her sister and friends have messed a little with her and she does not want to expect things that may not come to happen.

“Let’s go back, then.”

Naruto is fast to comply. He grabs her on the way out inside his coat and Hinata giggles as she feels his hands traveling around her body.

The people are slowly getting out of the room and Hinata doesn’t realize the attention they’re getting until Naruto rounds his arms over her body -covering her under his coat-, and he stands to his full height, his attention elsewhere.

A couple of young men are quick to duck their heads and look ahead.

“Naruto?”

His mouth falls to her ear, “They were ogling at you.”

“No, they were not!” Hinata snickers. And though Naruto keeps his arms where he put them before, his smile comes back to his face.

“I can’t wait till we go back to our room,” he purrs, and Hinata can feel her cheeks grow hotter.

“Stop it.”

His hands rest on her belly as they make their way outside and the moment they leave the mob of people he brings his hands up and squeezes at her breasts. Hinata catches the moan that tries to escape her and she turns to Naruto, trying to hit him with her elbow.

He snickers and Hinata can hear the noise getting farther away. Until he closes in on her. “Shall I carry you so we get there faster?”

“Naruto,” Hinata starts, but his groin is now pressing behind her and his hands are pressing on her body with more intent. With hunger. And her own body responds.

She can’t help the moan that escapes her.

And she wiggles out of Naruto’s grasp with a hand to her mouth, her eyes looking around to see if someone else-

“We’re alone, baby.” He whispers, his hand still at her back.

“You-” she starts, and Naruto’s face changes slightly, worried, “you asshole,” Hinata slaps his arm and starts chortling. “Gods, I was getting so embarrassed for a second!”

Naruto snorts, “Baby, you know I wouldn’t,” he tugs at her waist and Hinata falls back to him, “you know I wouldn’t do that with- you know, people around us,” he gives her a knowing look, “unless… you wanted that.”

Hinata falls back with laughter and steals a kiss before running down the hallway. She calls for the elevator and the numbers barely blink before Naruto catches her, her whole body up in the air.

Her laughter is high-pitched and Naruto grabs her ass as he settles her back into the ground. His eyes are filled with lust and Hinata rounds her arms around his neck before kissing him. He moans this time. And he doesn’t seem to get close enough to her, the way his hands press her into him.

People turn right into their hallway and Hinata pushes back immediately after. Naruto lets her get some distance, but he grabs her hand and he pushes her to him.

He’s blushing and his voice is low as they greet the people coming for the elevator. Hinata is the one who twirls inside his arms, and Naruto hides his reddening face on her hair.

The other group takes the elevator downwards and It takes everything for Hinata to keep a straight face until their door closes. Their elevator is coming slowly and Hinata loses it the moment she takes a peek towards her boyfriend.

He has his mouth pressed into a line, his body rigid and his gaze stuck to the floor.

“Do you think-?” Hinata starts.

“Oh, god, I hope they didn’t hear me moan, jeez.” He covers his face with his hand and Hinata can’t help the laugh that comes out of her mouth. Naruto grabs her and he hides his whole face on her neck. “Babe,” he whines, and it only makes Hinata laugh harder.

Their elevator arrives and there’s no one inside. And only Naruto’s heavy sigh and Hinata’s snickers echo as they make their way to their room. It’s already late and Naruto can feel the tiredness from their travel catching up to him. He lets himself fall into their bed, face first. He hears rustling around the room, before Hinata’s hand comes to rest up at his back.

“Are you tired, baby?”

Naruto only manages a groan. He can feel her smile.

“Should I help undress you?” His face turns before she can finish her sentence and Hinata snorts. “I said it with no ulterior motives, I swear.”

“Sure, but now that you said it…”

Hinata has to fight the laughs that threaten to spill from her mouth as she begins taking Naruto’s clothes, his whole demeanor lusty to the point of being humorous.

She unbuckles his belt and Naruto wiggles his hips. “And here I thought you would offer me a drink at least before taking my pants, ma’am.”

“Sir, you are drunk.”

“I am very sober, thank you very much,” he says, mock hurt lacing his voice. “Maybe I could demonstrate?”

“Yeah? And how would you do that, sir?”

He only has his shirt and underwear left on his body and then Hinata lets out a yelp as he sits and tackles her to the bed. His legs straddling her. “I can think of a few things,” his mouth is on her ear and Hinata slaps at his back.

“Sir, I have all of my clothes on!”

“That can be easily fixed.” He kisses her.

Her laugh slowly transforms into slow breaths. And when Naruto sneaks his hand under layers of clothes and reaches her breast Hinata is already feeling hot and bothered herself.

“Wait,” she breathes and Naruto stops and stares at her, as she sits on the bed and takes off her own coat. The garment flies away and then she turns to Naruto, presses her hand on his chest and pushes.

He falls and bounces, his brain immediately catching up where this is going. A smile forming on his face. “Should I take off my underwear?”

Hinata is taking off her jeans, “No,” they also get thrown to the distance, only one sock covering her lower half now. “I’ll do it,” she says, her hand reaching for Naruto’s pants, looking for his wallet.

“My coat. My wallet’s on my coat.”

Naruto rests on his hands behind his head, admiring the visual of his half-naked girlfriend looking for a condom for them. She turns to him with a black square on her hand, and then her whole body covers his.

“Should I keep my hands behind my head?”

Hinata considers his offer, a kiss to his mouth, and then nods as she travels down. Her hand cups his balls and her mouth feels his shaft. Naruto’s hips raise and he can already feel the tension filling his body. Her mouth covers his groin and Naruto feels her tongue through the fabric, wet and eager, Hinata swirls her tongue around his head and Naruto’s body jerks upward. He groans and closes his arms around his ears, his hands still at the back of his head.

Her fingers move up and down his length, the fabric sticking to his skin. She whirls her index finger around his head and lets her breath wash over him. The change in temperature and her touch make him whimper. “Love.”

He can feel her smile. She takes a while longer teasing him before caressing the line between his skin and his underwear. Naruto is almost turned to his side completely by the time Hinata raises his waistband and lets his erection free. He can feel his precum leaking, falling down his shaft. He presses his elbow to have a better view.

Hinata gives his head a kiss before blowing air over his groin. “Hands,” she reminds him.

“Oh, fuck.” Naruto whines and he falls back again, his hands now interlocked behind his head. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, can I move my legs at least?”

“Yes, sir.”

Naruto opens his legs but his underwear stops him. Before his frustration rises too much, Hinata lets her hands trail down his thighs before dragging his boxers down.

Naruto sees his underwear fly into the distance and then he settles again. This time his legs wide open, letting Hinata-

Her mouth gobbles him up and Naruto rises his hips to meet her, his breath catching on his throat. Hinata meets him, one hand on his thigh as an anchor, the other at his testicles.

“Holy fucking shit,” Naruto hisses. His heels dig into the bed trying to push him forward, his whole body tense, and the noises he hears coming from Hinata’s mouth are enough to drive him to the edge.

Hinata starts pumping his shaft along with the bobbing of her mouth and Naruto just lets his dick follow the rhythm. He comes into his girlfriend’s mouth with a breathless moan.

Hinata lingers at his dick. She swallows and licks him all over, he falls limp against his thighs and he can only snort as he feels Hinata’s mouth leaving kisses over his groin. She bites at the space between his thighs and a shiver runs down his body.

“Oh, fuck me,” he swears, and Hinata rises from her position. His cum dripping from her chin -surprise on her face- but then the sweetest smile appears.

“Oh, that I can do.”

She climbs on top of him and Naruto chuckles as he finally brings his hands forward, one grabbing at her hip and the other cupping at her face. “Just give me a minute, baby.”

Hinata settles on his stomach and Naruto can’t help the way his muscles tighten at the feeling of her on top of him. Wet and slippery. Her face falls to his and he can taste himself on her. “I can wait,” she whispers, her tongue licking at his upper lip, “I’ll wait all you need.”

He is in heaven and Hinata’s hand roams through his torso with an intention that blurs the thoughts going on inside his head. She looks like a goddess, her black hair looking almost blue under the light, her ample breasts swinging with her every move, her mouth slightly open, a shuddery breath leaving her.

He wants to be inside her so bad it hurts.

His hands roam her body. Her hips, her waist, her chest. His hands dig and he feels his fingers sink, eliciting moans he is mesmerized by. His hips shoot up, his whole body intent on entering hers, even though his own dick lays limp near his thigh.

It’s Hinata who sets the rhythm, who grabs his hands and brings them to her back, who doubles over and kisses him with such passion he lets himself get lost on her tongue.

He barely registers the time passing but he can feel his blood rushing down, his dick rises and rises and then stands proud between his legs. Hinata lets her bottom fall to it, her hips riding his pelvis. She coats his cock with her heat and leaves unceremonious kisses down Naruto’s chest as she straddles his thighs. She fumbles around looking for the condom and Naruto hands it to her with a smirk on his face.

“Here, love.”

His hands play with her thighs as she puts the condom on him, his hips rolling under her. She laughs.

She loves him.

The feeling of him inside her in this position is marvelous. He feels thick and she feels him deep and most of all, the way he looks at her… like she’s the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

In between the taste of him in her mouth, the way his sweat pearls at his neck and the grunts that escape him as he jumps his hips to meet hers, she comes undone fairly quick. She feels herself squeezing Naruto, and his own face scrunches in exquisite agony. She rides her high with his kisses on her hair, his hand on her back -his fingers barely touching her sensitive skin.

She still feels him hard inside of her and the sound of his heft leaving her body is bubbly and wet. Her own body clenching in search of Naruto is enough to make her blush, but she doesn’t let it take over. Naruto has long told her he finds it extremely hot and flattering. And as he carefully lets her rest on her side, his fingers tracing her body, he sits at her legs, moving them in order to look. Stare, really.

He kisses her calf, lets it rest over his shoulder and he moves closer. His erection still wrapped in a condom. His hands hover over her body and when his breath hitches again, when his penis looks harder than before, he takes off his condom -lets it fly wherever- and then grabs himself and pumps. Slowly at first, his fist squeezing hard, as if choking himself, but then the air grows thin and his mouth bites against Hinata’s leg. Her own hands touching herself, opening herself for him to look and Naruto looks and stares and eats her up and then he grunts and moans and feels himself spilling. Over her sex, over her stomach, some of it even reaches her breasts. And her chest rises and falls almost in tandem with him, as if she’s come again.

“Come,” she breathes, her hands beckoning him and Naruto almost but throws himself at her. His mouth nuzzling against her neck.

“Do you want to shower?”

“We can shower tomorrow.”

He drags his semen over her body, lets his hand rest over her stomach. “Want me to move over?”

But her arms just squeeze him harder and he chuckles. He falls asleep soon after, tired and blissfully spent.

•···•···•

Naruto wakes up with a start. He didn’t check his alarm before sleeping and he’s somehow scared he has overslept, so he wakes and rises and jumps out of the bed.

Hinata wriggles on the bed, and he grabs his cellphone with his heart on his throat.

Please let it be early. Please let it be early.

It's 9:48 and he sighs and rakes his hand over his hair. It’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Things are still going according to plan. Thank fucking god. If they don’t make it in time for today's lunch… fuck, if they had to run to get there it would have been so fucking embarrassing. Horrible. Terrible.

“Baby?” Hinata’s voice is full of sleep and Naruto wants to kick himself for being such a dumbass.

“Yes, love, I’m here.”

“Are you all right?”

“Yes, baby, I was just worried and wanted to check something on my phone.”

She chuckles. And Naruto can feel his body relaxing, good, he hasn’t fucked up everything.

“Are we good, then?” Her hair is all tousled and the sheets fall from her chest, her breasts in plain view.

“Yes, I just got scared thinking I overslept. Sorry if I woke you.”

She smiles back, shaking her head. “No, it’s all right, means more time for us, right?”

Naruto pouts. He loves her. HE LOVES HER. He runs to the bed and jumps over. Hinata’s shrieks fill the room and he makes a show of kissing and blowing raspberries over her skin.

They let the sun wash over them -seeing as they never closed the curtains back-, and Naruto stretches, letting his hands roam over Hinata’s body with intent.

“Sir.”

“Just stretching, just stretching.”

She looks so happy Naruto just stares. And it’s her hand that finds his. “So,” she starts. “Do we have some time?”

He raises an eyebrow.

“You know, yesterday you were pretty eager to try the jacuzzi outside, so-”

Naruto smirks back and his body starts to be pretty enthusiastic to go to the jacuzzi asap, too. Images of Hinata’s body over the jacuzzi, her bottom to him, his body drilling into her and-

His mouth is salivating so he has to gulp down first. “Well, yes, but- and believe me when I tell you that this is a tough decision to make,” she slaps his shoulder in laughter, “I would rather we start preparing for our lunch, if that’s okay? I would love to take a short stroll around, you know, take in the view?”

Hinata reaches for him and she kisses him with such care Naruto follows her as she sits back. “Let’s get ready then, okay?”

They clean up the mess they made the day before. Naruto in only his boxers and Hinata wearing his shirt. It’s big on her and it always makes Naruto want to pound on her. So when they have tidied their clothes and Naruto has thrown away his used condoms, he walks to Hinata with intent and humps her body.

She gives him one of her sultry smiles and they end up having a quickie right against the window. Naruto doesn’t even take off his underwear, and he bites a little too hard on Hinata’s body, as she ends up with a bright red bite mark on her shoulder.

“Sorry about that.” He washes the soap off her skin.

“Don’t be,” she covers the bruise with her hand and he can see her blush from here. “I liked it.”

Naruto groans, because they can’t keep on getting derailed from getting out of their room, and Hinata finds his suffering hilarious, because she makes a show of shoving her ass to him. Her bottom soft and inviting and-

Naruto just concentrates and takes off the edge by grabbing harder and kissing and biting whenever he has the chance. Hinata rewards him with squeaks and yelps he eats right up. And her eyes- oh, her eyes are telling him she really has no problem staying inside this room the whole weekend.

And in any other outing, he might have given this train of thought some chance, but now he has a very important mission. The most important mission of his entire life. So his dick will have to wait.

He’s sure it will be thankful along the way.

He washes the shampoo off Hinata’s hair and takes the time to wash his hair as Hinata puts on her conditioner. Naruto blows dry her hair as Hinata puts on her make-up and when they are ready he can feel his hand trembling.

“I’m ready,” Hinata sings. Her energy eager and soft and everything he has ever loved.

He breathes out, pats his jacket to make sure the box is there -inconspicuously, while HInata checks her purse before leaving- and then beckons for her to grab his hand.

He wonders whether it’s a good idea the moment he feels his hand sweating way too much, but taking it back now would be more suspicious so he sucks it up. Hinata says nothing as they walk down the hallway, making small talk about the show from yesterday and the beautiful architecture of the Suna Resort. And they fall into a rhythm- their rhythm and it helps Naruto calm down.

The Suna Resort is beautiful, and Naruto feels genuine curiosity at its design, so they go take a round through the ginormous gardens. They walk hand in hand and marvel at some flowers and trees they see. Going out of their way to watch them closely, and take actual photos with them.

They have a weird obsession with plants, sue them.

They are taking the piss by guessing which of their friends would kill a particular plant the fastest and between Sasuke and his snooty attitude and Kiba and his need to show himself capable they guess they would end up killing them at the same time but for completely different reasons. They laugh out loud as they come up with the excuses they would give and time just flies away. Like everytime they are together.

They are walking back to the resort with time to spare, because though Naruto has tried to seem nonchalant Hinata can feel his anxiousness. She doesn’t say anything, though.

Bless her soul.

Naruto does try to make Hinata go on first -he wants to check with the clerk at the entrance if everything is ready-, but he had forgotten that Hinata does hate leaving him behind. All his fault, of course, he had once shared with her how that was one of his worst fears.

Being left alone, but you know, like being left behind for mundane shit, just, people not realizing you’re not there when you stop to tie your shoelaces and they keep on walking, or people just being entranced and not realizing you’re not part of the conversation anymore, that type of stupid stuff. Being left behind and seeing that you really didn’t matter that much anyways.

It’s dumb.

It’s not that he cares that much anymore either. He had shared that with her back when they were literal children, 12 and shit, and Naruto was really fucked up about being abandoned and being an orphan and not really feeling like he belonged anywhere.

It’s not like that anymore. It hasn’t been like that since he got actual friends, and even less with Hinata.

Fuck, his relationship with her is one of the things he would swear by, put his neck on the line and stuff. So he doesn’t have it in him to keep on pushing and he just hopes that the talk he had yesterday with the dude is enough. He has bothered them enough, what with the calls and the emails and him checking again yesterday. He has to believe everything’s going according to plan.

They sit and they eat beautifully arranged food that Hinata seems to be delighted by. When they wait for the next course she scoots over to him and takes a couple of photos of them, Naruto looks slightly nervous so he makes it a point to smile naturally. The food is tasty, so Naruto lets himself be absorbed in it, it’s not hard. Hell, he’s so glad for all this he’s going to grovel and kiss Gaara’s metaphorical ass when he goes back -Gaara will look at him dry and refuse anything, of course, so Naruto will whine and thank him harder-, the dude has been so pivotal to this whole ordeal…

They’re onto desserts now and Naruto has to put his hand over his knee to keep it from moving. Everything’s fine. Dandy. Good.

Hinata loves him and she-

She wouldn’t-

“That was a lovely meal.” Her hair flutters along as they walk to the gardens again -Naruto insisted- and she looks so pretty he somehow, stupidly enough, begins to think that maybe, just maybe, Hinata is not ready for this.

He is sure of this. This is the most sure he has ever felt about anything in his life. But he’s him and Hinata has a life… that doesn’t really need him in it. If she were to turn around and give him the cold shoulder he would probably never recover from it. The mere thought of it-

He knows the thought anchored itself as a pretty common nightmare back in the day. When she made herself at home in his tiny, horrible apartment, and then when she would shower him with love he didn’t believe he deserved. He has buried those fears and those feelings but sometimes they just spring forth, you know? Like maybe if he wasn’t in the picture she could have a boyfriend with actual money and she wouldn’t have to live like he does. Worrying over finances and fearing the future.

She is an heiress and she’s filthy rich -though she doesn’t flaunt it-, and she’s hot as fuck, too. The mere idea that he, in some way, somehow, deserves her is funny.

Ridiculous, even.

Fuck, maybe he should wait a little more. A couple more years, till he has some more concrete offers in life. A good life. The life she deserves.

She crashes into him and Naruto has to catch her in his arms to keep himself from staggering. Fuck.

“What’s wrong?”

Fuck.

She always knows, somehow. Appears when he needs her, says just the right thing at the right moment. Pushes him to better himself without actually making him feel less or lacking or inadequate or defective or poor or orphaned. She squeals when he hugs her back, all his body around, her back curving. FUCK.

“I love you so much.” And maybe that’s all he needs and all she wants. If she’s stayed with him all these years.

Years, jesus. She has been with him for literal years. And the only time they even had the tiniest semblance of a fight was when he wouldn’t let her father lend him money. And sure, they had said their pieces and tried for the other to understand.

And then they did.

And that was it. Naruto took most of the opportunities he could without relying only on being Hinata’s boyfriend to get them. And yes, he still somehow felt guilty, but he wanted this life with her so…

He wants this life with her. And-

It had been once, Naruto was cleaning around his apartment -it wasn’t nice and having it being messy made it look atrocious, so he had to be at least fucking tidy- and Hinata had stirred in his bed. And it had looked so surreal, that moment.

The woman he loved, who somehow loved him back here in his apartment. Here in his little, mediocre bed after having sex. And the cup noodles in his hand and his own fucking body made him feel so inferior. So unsuitable. He had kept on cleaning and his thoughts were awful, and it only made him feel worse.

When Hinata finally woke up, naked and beautiful, Naruto just stared. Told her he was preparing something for them and kept on brooding. And she-

She had put on one of his shirts and kept on tidying around, came up to him with a smile on her face and made a show of smelling the beat-up pot and making as if the smell was wondrous. It broke him.

“Are you sure you’re happy with me?”

In hindsight, it had been a dick move. They had become acquainted with their bodies only for a couple of months then and they were in his fucking apartment. She was naked and it was late at night, the thought makes him feel so fucking stupid now.

Her face had fallen and her body had gone rigid. She had pouted, frowned at him. “Yes,” she had breathed, and then everything fell silent and she went to sit at his bed. And he hadn’t had it in him to go to her and kneel, ask for forgiveness -beg for it. He still thought he was somehow doing her a favor. Dumbass.

Then he felt his eyes prickling and could he be any more of a fucking piece of shit? Sure, bring forth that dumb question and then get sad for it. He had sniffled and served the noodles in two bowls. And she had been dressed. All her pretty clothes on her pretty body and he had frozen. He had frozen. The nerve.

“Maybe I should go back home,” she had whispered. Her eyes red and her face stricken with dried tears.

“I’m sorry.” He can’t remember where he left the bowls of noodles, and if he ran to her or walked to her slowly. He only knows he was standing one second and then on his knees the next. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have- Sorry.”

She hadn’t cried. She had stared at him, her mouth a thin line, her face hard. “Don’t…” she had struggled for words, maybe she had wanted to slap him, that would have been good. “Don’t doubt my feelings for you.” He nodded, his hands hovering over her, as if he wasn’t allowed to touch her. “Ever.” Her voice had been final. So full of hardness his mind had gone blank.

“Okay.”

“Promise me.”

It had been the roughest he had ever seen her, the angriest she had ever been. And his heart had been leaping with joy. And then he began crying. “I promise. I swear, I’m sorry, I just- you’re so good and you’re so-,” he waved his hand around, encompassing her. Hinata had looked pained. “I am nothing,” he spat, “I have nothing to offer but hardship and you don’t deserve that.”

And then she began to cry and Naruto just let his hands rest at her thighs, his thumbs caressing her in an attempt to fix what he had done. Why the fuck had he brought that up? “I’m really sorry, I don’t know why I brought that up,” only he did, so he backtracked immediately, because, shit, if he was gonna lay his feelings then at least take the fucking shot, right? “No, I do, I just- I’m terrified of you realizing down the line that, you know, I’m fucking baggage- or that you can do better, so much better than me.” His face to her legs, because fuck it if he was gonna watch as she finally realized this truth. As she finally started to look at him like… others did.

She brought his eyes to hers, and the fire in her eyes, the strength in her hands just made him feel worse, he had broken this, all his fucking fault because he had been scared.

“Naruto,” her voice serious, low, echoey. “You really don’t know how great you are, huh?” She had chuckled, and the spell was broken. Her kisses all over his face, her bubbly laugh all he could hear. “I love you, too,” she shared, “and I also worry, Naruto, that you'll find me too much work, you know.”

“What?”

“Yes,” a laugh, “I also worry, haven’t you seen how people look at you? You’re hot.”

“What? No.”

“Yes, yes.”

He had laughed, dried his tears on his shoulder and hugged her. Hard, like he could make them forget this whole moment. Bury it. And then her voice had been so soft. So very soft.

“Please don’t ever doubt my feelings, please.”

“I won’t, sorry, I never will.”

“But you know, also let’s have talks like this every now and then, all right?”

“Promise.”

So maybe Naruto ought to remember those things he said and keep them at the forefront of his mind. He had promised not to doubt her, so why was he doing that now?

Hinata is still giggling from his impromptu confession and he fills up on courage from he doesn’t know where. But he’s ready now.

“Shall we-,” he gulps, “shall we go to that gazebo over there?”

His intentions don’t go unnoticed, that’s for sure, but as they walk there he realizes it doesn’t matter. The flowers are visible from afar and the gazebo looks like a dream with some lace hanging and fluttering with the wind. It’s perfect. He could kiss the clerk right now.

Hinata stills a second and yes, the cat’s out of the bag and she hasn’t run. So that’s good. He’s sweating and he worries whether he should let go of Hinata’s hand, but she grabs onto him so he soldiers on. His hand goes to his pocket, where the solid presence of the ring box helps him focus.

He is a man on a mission.

He steals a glance back to his girlfriend and her eyes are glued to the gazebo, her hair billowing at her back and Naruto has to force himself to keep on walking and not get on his knee right there and then.

There are a couple of people looking at them curiously and Naruto even catches an old couple smiling warmly at them. He catches a clerk somewhat hiding between the trees and maybe doing this out in the open wasn’t the best of ideas…

He’s already nervous as is, he doesn’t know if he needs the extra attention.

But then he’s in front of the gazebo and Hinata lets go of his hand, taking the few steps before them and turning to him. She looks like a painting, like a memory he wants burned right into his brain. He can only smirk, huff even, because he forgets everything but her and this place, what do they matter. He walks to her, a hand to her back.

“Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful.” Her voice is filled with awe and Naruto has to remind myself that he has to give her the flowers first, talk to her and tell her how much she means to him and his sorry life before actually popping the question.

“Will you marry me?”

Her eyes grow big and she looks flabbergasted. And then Naruto remembers he fucking skipped like 8 steps to this whole scenario. “Wait,” he hurries, reaching for the table and grabbing the soft bouquet he has prepared for the occasion -his hands are shaking-, “I have this for you, should have given them first.”

Hinata’s eyes fall to the flowers and he sees the tears pooling there. They are the same ones they had talked about -ages ago-, when talking about hypothetical scenarios, Naruto had had the brilliant idea to sneak in the question of which flowers should she want for her wedding bouquet, followed by the ‘well, then, what about for when you’re being proposed to?’

A beautiful arrangement of purple and white for both of them was the answer. And judging by the way her tears are already falling, he feels pretty proud of himself already. He squares in front of her, his hands to her, covering her -also trembling- hands over the bouquet. “Hinata,” he starts, and he gulps down the lump in his throat, “I-” he smirks. Hinata’s chin is trembling slightly and she’s thinning her lips to keep herself from crying harder. “I love you.” It’s that simple, actually, the whole truth. “I love you more than my life, I-” he gulps again, “I love who I am when I’m with you, I love our routines and our secrets and our jokes and I- I don’t think I want to live without you ever. I want to- to grow old with you and hopefully die before you do because- because,” and now he’s crying and biting his lips in order to keep his composure, “just being without you is torture and I don’t want that, so- uh,” he reaches for his pocket and brings out the ring box and Hinata gasps, he falls to his knee and looks up at her with the box open. A simple engagement ring, because he couldn’t afford the more luxurious ones, not without being irresponsible about his money and that’s something Hinata worries too much about. “Will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

There’s a second of silence, but he’s not worried. Not even when the wind picks up and the lace and Hinata’s hair swirls around, and time seems to still a second too long, as if minutes pass, but he somehow knows now. He’s sure she will accept, so he’s not scared, nothing like the turmoil he was feeling just a second ago. The tightness that had been following him for weeks now. Nervous and anxious and filled with thoughts he knew were unfounded.

Now he is sure, he knows, he is certain. So he smiles, taking in the way Hinata’s hand grasps at her bouquet, the way her other hand stands between them -the trembling of her fingers visible- as she nods, almost imperceptible. He feels his cheeks hurting now.

He chuckles as their hands touch, their trembling hands trying their best to let Hinata’s ring fall right into her finger. She reaches forward and lets the ring rest snuggly against her skin. It looks beautiful.

“It’s perfect,” she whispers.

Naruto smiles, he stands as he clasps her hand on his. It’s not perfect like he wanted, but if Hinata is happy with it, then he’ll roll with it. He will buy her another one down the line, if she wants, he will do his best, try his best and give her the life she deser-

“It’s perfect,” she jumps to his arms and he only hugs her closer. Yes, she’s right. “Thank you, Naruto,” and Naruto only snorts, because really he should be the one thanking her for being in his life.

“I love you.” That ought to suffice. He gives her another squeeze before putting distance, relishing the way her face brightened and is now beaming. He ducks and kisses her, hard. And when they return to their room the clerk that was hiding behind the trees reaches them and hands him an envelope.

They spend the rest of the afternoon laughing at their faces in the pictures and touching and reaching for each other around the small table.

Hinata singles out a bunch of photos -the best ones- and spends more time on one of them, the perfect shot of them just before Naruto kissed her. Their bodies are curved and their foreheads are touching, the love is obvious and their smiles shine with the sunlight reaching them. Naruto will have it framed.

“You know,” Hinata starts, Naruto still engrossed in the photos before him. “This holliday was just perfect for me, you know?”

Naruto gives her a radiant smile. As if hearing her say this was the best thing he could ever hope for.

“Which is why,” she continues, “I believe you deserve a reward.” And then he perks up, his attention on her. She giggles. “What do you say we use the jacuzzi now?”

It’s a flutter of laughter as he begins undressing himself and working the jacuzzi and then coming back and undressing Hinata, all the while whispering sweet nothings that intermingle with his “you make me so hard, look,” which only make Hinata’s laughter grow lusty and her touches more intent. She pumps him when he’s too close.

“Ma’am, I want to blow inside you, please.”

“I’m sure we can make both happen.”

So he comes on her breasts first and then ravishes her on their bed. His tongue all over her body, her legs hooked against his shoulders, giving him an anchor to let her soar in ecstasy. They laugh again as Hinata’s moan echoes inside the room.

“What a great day,” Hinata sighs.

“About to become even greater, come on.”

It’s the joy of their commitment, the relief of their union that makes them seek the other. As if confirming, as if consecrating. When they get into the water Naruto lowers Hinata while peppering kisses on her skin, a string of I love you’s flowing from his mouth.

They make love slowly. Their skin sliding against each other, creating delicious friction. Hinata moans into his ear and Naruto comes undone soon after, the knowledge of his ring on her hand, its roughness against his skin a new feeling he welcomes with intense pleasure.

Hinata slips into the tub and Naruto catches her midway, his arm strong as he sits on the steps, resting her weight against him. He hides himself on her neck. Her body the only thing he truly feels, the only thing he ever truly wants to feel.

So when their fingers trace patterns on the other’s skin, they remain silent. The water bubbling around them, moving Hinata’s hair in the water.

Her whole body against his chest. “I love you.” Her declaration of love.

“I love you more,” he bites her skin and then it’s her bottom playing against his body. His blood singing already. “I only brought one condom.”

“You can pull out,” she turns to him, her eyes indecipherable, “or not. I would love a family with you.”

Naruto wants to cry. He lets his erection rub against her. “I’m gonna pull out, but just because we’re still students,” he stands, letting Hinata grab hold of the edges in order to steady herself. Her back to him, her ass against him. “The moment we get married…” He sinks his fingers against her body, leaving marks when he lets go. Hinata moans. He bends over, his teeth leaving marks where he can, “You’ll look so pretty with my child in your belly.”

Hinata mewls as she pushes back against him, his name leaving her mouth as a moan.

He feels he can’t breathe. The water sloshes and the sound of their bodies is lascivious. Hinata ends up with her body out of the jacuzzi, resting on the wood around it, Naruto drilling behind her, his hands white as he grabs the edges. She drags her nails at his forearms as she comes, red flaring up. He meets her body a couple more times, his grunts growing frenzied, and then he leaves her, with an audible pop that only makes her miss his touch and his pressure. She feels the warmth raining on her back and his ragged breaths against her wet skin.

“What a great day,” she mumbles. Her mind still groggy.

Naruto cackles.

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