a/n: unpopular opinion but hinata/sasuke pairing is actually so adorable
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the four times they kiss
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the first time, she tastes of awkwardness, nervousness, and flavorless chap-stick.
Sasuke doesn't close his eyes but she does – and her eyelids flutter and translucent blue veins appear and disappear and appear again and her hands fumble at her sides so he takes them in his to calm her nerves.
a breath and a gasp from her is swallowed by him and subconsciously, the corner of his lips turn upward.
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the second time, he catches her off-guard.
she has her back to him, and he traces the curve of her figure with his depthless charcoal eyes.
"nee, Sasuke-kun, what do you think?"
her large lavender-white eyes are on him, and the bed he sits on dips under her weight as she moves next to him, displaying blue wax paper molded into the shape of a rose.
"make it red."
"eh? why?"
his hands travel to behind her ears and the hair surrounding it gets caught in his grasp as he leans in and kisses her.
"because," he leans back to study her reddening face, "red is the color that I like most on you."
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the third time, she needs it.
she hides her hands in the pockets of her new jacket, but they do nothing to cease the trembling that maybe only Sasuke catches.
he watches her from the corner of his eye – watches her teeth catch her bottom lip in a tightening hold, watches her shift her weight from one leg to the next, watches her try to blink back the tears.
"nee, Sasuke-kun," she speaks, and her voice cracks. "will things be alright?"
people are around. all dressed in black – black for a funeral. yet even in the darkest color she stands out.
he waits until no one is looking. until she looks up at him and he looks down at her. until she blinks and a tear falls.
her trembling lips against his and how trusting they are give him the reassurance to mumble a soft yeah.
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the fourth time, she initiates it.
"you didn't have to, Sasuke-kun," she smiles.
the flowers match the vase; a soft white, tinged with the lightest yellow.
she sniffs them, holds them in the flats of her palm while looking at the man in front of her.
"I wanted to," Sasuke replies. he gestures to the vase. "look inside."
she blinks, and her hand lifts from the vase to dig inside of it. a card is pulled out, and setting the vase on the floor, she opens it and reads it and –
she gasps, and her eyes jump to his in a second. blinking back tears, she stands and makes the short distance of three steps towards him.
leaning forward, she says:
"I like you, too, Sasuke-kun."
the kiss is filled with her giggles, and Sasuke grabs her hands and smiles.
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