Leaning forward from where he sat on the bed, Shikamaru loomed over his wife's sleeping body. He's been in the same position for the past few minutes, waiting for the snoring woman to wake up. He watched her chest rise and fall, visually raking over her slumbering visage to his heart's content.
It was Valentine's Day after all.
Usually, the lazy-ass wouldn't place effort (or enough of it) into the holiday. He was known for taking a stance in the whole "there's no need for a holiday celebrating love when I can do it every day" deal (which worked like a charm for the past few years with her). However this year, he felt the need to engage in...something, if anything. She's been so stressed lately and—
While immersed in his thoughts, he was caught off guard as the object of his observation leapt up from her sleeping form to peck him affectionately on the cheek. She fell back onto her pillow with a sleepy grin, her loose chestnut locks creating a halo around her head. She laughed quietly.
"Good morning," Her voice still groggy, she lifted her hand to stroke the side of his cheek.
He grunted in response, taking her outstretched hand in his to press it gently against his lips. He leaned in to nuzzle the crook of her neck, his stubble brushing against her bare flesh. He nipped her neck carefully.
A giggle erupted from her mouth, vibrations of her delicious laughter rumbling her throat. "Someone's willing today!" She turned her head down, attempting to catch a glimpse of his eyes. Her fingers found refuge in the mess of his hair. "What's the occasion today?"
"Never mind that," He whispered against her skin, swiping his tongue against her shoulder blade before propping himself up with one of his elbows to finally meet her gaze. His lips in an easy smirk, he jerked his head to the left. "Look at the bedside table."
She blinked in confusion, her hands dropping from his scalp to lightly pinch his cheeks. She lifted her head up from the pillow to steal a glance at the table behind him. Her pinch on his cheeks went slack as her eyes settled on what lay on the table.
A plate of eggs and fried milkfish with rice accompanied with a cup of cappuccino lay before her – her favorite breakfast. A slim vase with a single rose wrapped with a ribbon riddled with hearts stood on the tray beside the breakfast. It was all she needed to understand the occasion.
"Today is Valentine's Day," She whispered, the grogginess in her voice no longer evident as her expression of confusion turned into one of pure, unbridled incredulity. She fell back onto her pillow to meet Shikamaru's amused expression with excited eyes. "Today is Valentine's Day!" She repeated, her lips tugging into an enthusiastic grin. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into her chest with all the strength she could muster. "I love breakfast in bed!"
He let out a strained laugh as he struggle to breathe under the surprisingly brute force of her hug. He was beginning to regret this. "C-can't—"
She quickly released her vice-like grip, ignoring her husband's sharp intake of air as she continued to beam to herself. She bit the bottom of her lip coyly. "See? You can be sweet on this day after all, huh?"
He ignored her quip as he dove in to steal a kiss from her lips.
[AN]: Hi! I wrote this piece a while back and I forgot about posting this on my FFnet account, haha. The girl was once my OC, but decided to leave her unnamed. Leave it to your imagination, hm? :)
Happy Valentine's Day!