the evidence of sloppy couch makeouts
Characters: Hyuuga Neji, Tenten
Pairings: NejiTen
Warnings: Do implied sloppy couch makeouts and the consumption of alcohol count?
Rating: T+
Prompt: Imagine your OTP aren't together, and go to the same party and get really drunk beyond belief. In their drunken haze, they make out on the couch, and get really, really touchy with each other. Neither remember what happened the morning after, but the snapchat stories they see from their friends tell them all they need to know. (From the otpprompts blog on tumblr.)
Word count: 635
Summary: There is a reason Neji doesn't often use SnapChat, even if his current situation really isn't it.
Notes: So, writing a flustered and embarrassed Neji is far more amusing than I expected it to be. Plan on seeing more of this in the future.
Posted: Thursday 27 October 2016
Neji knows something is up when he wakes up shirtless and disoriented on the hideous old orange couch in Naruto's basement with a sore neck and an even greater throbbing in his skull. He blinks, realizes he's definitely hungover (not a frequent occurrence, but one that he generally makes sure not to happen for good reason) and tries desperately to remember the events of the night before he has to hear it secondhand from one of his friends as he tries to move, turn his head, in order to assess the whatever damage may have been done —
— only to bite back a surprised yell because an equally disoriented Tenten is curled against him and looking up at him in utter shock, and oh gods is that her chest pushed up against him good thing she's wearing a shirt but shit she is definitely not wearing a bra and also where the hell are her pants.
Speaking of pants: Neji's jeans seem to have suddenly become uncomfortably tight upon the realization of his current predicament concerning Tenten and the couch (not that falling asleep drunk in last night's clothes — where is his shirt, anyway, and one of his socks is missing, too — and contorted to fit on a too-small couch with another person (whose neck he just now notices is covered in rather telltale bruising) isn't uncomfortable enough on its own) and there is no way she doesn't notice it, because she suddenly tenses up, her eyes flickering down quickly before meeting his. She swallows audibly (and, no, he absolutely does not like watching how her throat moves as she does so) and her voice is so raspy and hoarse when she speaks that he almost loses it when she speaks. "Um. Good morning to you, too."
Neji hates that it takes him a moment to figure out how work his jaw again, and another to find his voice because he's so distracted by the flush steadily creeping up Tenten's cheeks, before he finally responds. "Did you have a good night?" he asks, his own voice husky from sleep and disuse.
"Apparently," she whispers, and the way she says it makes Neji's heart plummet, nearly to the growing discomfort in his jeans, which is really not helping the situation much. "Have you, uh, checked your SnapChat stories yet?"
"I don't use SnapChat," he replies as evenly as he can manage.
"But you have one," Tenten points out, and Neji can't really argue with how she knows that because she's the reason he has one at all in the first place.
Neji also doesn't really know what to say when he finally finds his phone (it had fallen in between the cushions of the couch at some point the previous night, along with Tenten's bra) and watches the videos of him and Tenten very eagerly wrapped around each other on the couch on their friends' My Stories. Kiba's and Ino's in particular are especially interesting, if only because the former explains the mystery of his shirt and the latter the disappearance of Tenten's pants (both of which they find a few minutes later behind the couch), and by the time they watch all ten — ten! — My Stories that feature them in some way or another, Hyuuga Neji is, for the first time in his life, absolutely speechless.
At least he knows what to expect when the smells of breakfast wafting down the basement steps lures them upstairs to the kitchen, where the rest of their friends (the ones who had stayed for breakfast, at least) greet them with catcalls and innuendos, and when Neji drops Tenten off at her apartment an hour later, he's pleased to discover that she is more than willing to continue their previous activities from the night before away from their friends' smartphones and SnapChat accounts.
Notes
I don't think all the fills in this sort-of compendium will ever be quite as serious as the title implies, but I was struggling to think of an appropriate title for this collection when this came to mind, and it sounded far too pretty not to use.
Class is boring and we're learning about stuff I already know like the back of my hand anyway (reptiles and birds and mammals and human evolution and junk) so indulgence naturally seemed like the best course of action.
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