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ShikaFuga but the bets of āare they gonna get married in secret or announce itā lasted exactly two seconds before everyone just mutually agreed the two would randomly show up with wedding rings. Now itās simply the when.
When You Simp So Hard People Forget Simping Comes From Love
[Shikaku x Fugaku, Domestic Fluff, 822 Words]
Headcanon that during the war, Fugaku was most well known among the Clan Heads as a Heating Pad/Massager for their injuries and so they kept on bothering him with that š¤£š¤£. He compromised that heāll allow it as long as they bring him coffee, the chance for a nap, or food.
Shikakuās required to bring all three to even be listened to.
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Headcanon that during the war, Fugaku was most well known among the Clan Heads as a Heating Pad/Massager for their injuries and so they kept on bothering him with that š¤£š¤£. He compromised that heāll allow it as long as they bring him coffee, the chance for a nap, or food.Ā
Shikakuās required to bring all three to even beĀ listenedĀ to.Ā
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āDo I get my massage now?ā
Uchiha Fugaku looked over to see piles of takeout in one hand and two cups of coffee stacked in the other hand. Shikaku stood holding them cockily, practically preening as Fugakuās eyes raked over his frame. The other medics rolled their eyes and cleared themselves out for the two lovebirds, one reiterating Inoichiās half-joke about Shikaku being secretly born to a clan of peacocks under her breath. Fugaku snorted but didnāt dispute itāheād have to ask that particular rumor the next he saw the former Nara Patriarch.Ā
Fugaku sighed and put away his charts. āCome here, you ass.ā He grabbed one of the pagers and scribbled something on the corner of their whiteboards. āPage me if you need anything!ā The medics gave back varying levels of replies, one even replying in a language Shikaku didnāt recognize. Fugaku blushed and defended himself back. āCome on before they start suggesting baby names.ā
The Medic Break Room was a familiar route for both of them. It led them right into their usual routineāFugaku stripping as soon as he let go of the door to go take a shower and Shikaku making use of the coffee table to spread their mini-feast.Ā
āChouza managed to sneak in some actual food.ā He answered and offered the coffee before Fugaku could raise his eyebrow. āWhich leads me to the usual pleasantriesāthe guys say hello, Mikotoās still being a hellion on the battlefield, and I just got word from home that Itachiās safe and accounted for by Mikotoās parents.ā He grabbed the other coffee and took a sip. Fugaku barked a laugh at his immediate regret, forgetting he made both coffees for Fugakuās taste. āIāmĀ seriouslyĀ considering sending you to Inoichiās wing with your taste of coffeeācoffeeĀ andĀ tea? In the same drink??ā His boyfriendās eyes danced with teasing mirth from where he was currently occupying his mouth with food. He gave a half-committal shrug and grabbed his plate to plop into Shikakuās waiting side.
It was never about the massages.Ā
āGet some sleep, Fu. Iāll wake you up if anyone pages you.ā He softly urges after the foodās been eaten and the rest placed to the side for whoever wants any. He opens his arms to beckon the older into them, wriggling his body to seem more comfortable. Fugaku stares down at him, eyebags even more apparent in the roomās lighting, probably debating on if heās taken enough of a break for now and should get back to the floor. āYouĀ didĀ tell me to fuck off if Iāve got anything less than food, your abomination which Iām somehow still calling coffee, and a nap. So hereās your nap, Fugaku.āĀ Let me hold my boyfriend, Fu. We donāt get to see much of each otherālet us make full use of the time we have, he tries to convey with his eyes. Fugaku finally softened at that, letting the coat he was grabbing fall and his body to finally surrender himself to Shikakuās hold. The couch was, as usual, too small and uncomfortable to fit two grown men, but as even more usual, Shikaku couldnāt find it in himself to switch spots. Not when Fugaku near-instantly fell asleep as soon as he got comfortable and youād have to pry out all of Shikakuās teeth to get him to wake him.Ā
Tsunade checked on them hours later. āSimp,ā the medic huff but made no move to take her healer back.
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āIt's the one place you really see the love between themānormally, it's hidden by petty words, anger, and being a simp, but during these moments? They're tender and loving and the two are curled up on each other, Fugaku's head on Shikaku's chest while Shikaku has him on his lap and his body facing towards the door as if poised to protect him--many, without seeing it, just think it's an annoying fling or hate-sex between the two, but those who've seen it? They can't unsee the softness beneath their dynamicāthe small asks for help hidden in whatever Fugaku's mad it/demanding of Shikaku next because he can't leave the hospital for food nor afford rest and needs someone else he's not in charge of to feel sane; and they can't unsee the true *devotion* of Shikaku bringing these things as easily as breathing, hidden under being an annoying simp so that nobody catches on and takes this--anotherĀ thing--away from them.ā āMe, to a friend on Tumblr.
āSo why are you mad at Shikaku this time?ā Minato asked, amused.
āThe asshole proposed to me. Again. Hasnāt the last 500 times Iāve rejected him been enough?ā Fugaku growled as he shoved away the files.
āEh⦠Iām pretty sure heās just doing it to get rejected now.ā Minato teased. Fugaku blinked. Then blinked again. Then his expression settled on one of pure rage.
āIām going to murder him.ā
Minato snorted. āPretty sure heāll just get aroused by that, too.ā
Shikaku, seeing Fugaku walk in more exhausted and Doneā¢ļø than usual: What crawled up your ass and died?
Fugaku: I had the very unfortunate epiphany that at least one facet of Danzoās whole⦠thing, is because he asked my father out on a date and got rejected. Multiple times.
Shikaku: ā¦Yesh.
Fugaku, taking one hard stare at him, then grabbing by the hand to drag him along: You know what? If I have to suffer so do you.
Shikaku: Hey! Iāve got work to do and stuff, you know? So troublesomeā¦
Fugaku: Iāll even make it a date.
Shikaku, now blushing red: Nevermind! My calendar is blissfully free!
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A/B/O ShikaFuga but itās Alpha!Shikaku who keeps using every opportunity available to him (and he can justify a lot of opportunities-) to gift Fugaku his coats/clothing because heās ācold/needs a cover-upā or whatever, but then incredibly sulks as he eventually realized heās actually doing this to court the man and not just solely to have his scent on him/care for him, and Omega!Fugaku whoās well aware of whatās happening, even before Shikaku realizes, but doesnāt wanna touch the political implications of that with a Nine-and-a-Half-Foot-Pole šāāļøšāāļøš¤£š¤£
[Almost all of them do end up in his nest so⦠šš.]