feelings are such a drag - temari and shikamaru
The way the day had started, he had figured that it would just be another troublesome day with nothing but annoyances, but so far, the day had actually turned out to be pretty good. In fact, better than that. Shikamaru had gotten to experience his first actual date, and with the only woman he’s ever truly loved no less, not that he had confessed that to her...yet. Nonetheless, he was glad that the date went extremely well, this was truly the closest he had ever felt to her.
After the two of stuffed their faces full of that delicious pizza, they had decided to head back home and spend the evening watching a movie or something. He figured they could watch something in the living room, but upon arriving home, Naruto had already started hogging the main TV, leaving him no choice but to watch in his bedroom. Oh god, he was going to be watching a movie with Temari, in his room, on his bed. He could just tell, this was going to be a least a little awkward, yet he looked forward to continuing his and Temari’s date.
When the two had arrived at his room, Shikamaru immediately kicked off his shoes, followed by removing his shirt so that only his fishnet underneath remained. Hopefully this wasn’t...too revealing or anything.
A few moments later, he plopped on top of his bed, putting one of his pillows on an angle so that he’d be sitting upright, his hands behind his head in a relaxed position. He really hoped that this was going to go well.
Shikamaru’s face was as red as a beet. This was all such new territory for him, he was really gonna try his best not to make things awkward. “So... I guess here we are here. I gotta say, for my first real date, that was definitely better than I expected. Hopefully I’ll be able to last the entire movie, been kind of long day, you know? Not that I’m complaining, it’s definitely been a...good day.”
