I don't own Naruto but if I did, sex everyday!
It was supposed to be a calm, relaxing day off from the office. Cell phone was off, windows were closed, it was snowing anyway. A nice movie was on 'It's a wonderful life', the fireplace was alight in yuletide spirit. Putting up decorations while drinking a glass of red wine, white wine is gross. Everything was peaceful and warm. But of course HE had to stop over, HE brought flowers, then he has the audacity to tell me he LOVES me. And here I thought he'd forgotten about me when he was with his girlfriend, I hadn't seen him in years so it was kind of a surprise. A good surprise, but a surprise nonetheless. He hadn't changed much, same brown hair, same tattoos on his face, still ripped *swoon*. Unfortunately that's when SHE came down from upstairs, her and her beautiful face and petite stature. She's known as my wife but I've been dubbing her (in my head) the 'blue-haired she devil of Konoha' it must be the pregnancy hormones, she was six months along.
He looked upset seeing how happy I was, I reassured him that I did love him but since he rejected me, I moved on. And eventually got over 'that phase' of my life. I invited him in but he declined, dropped the flowers and sulked off the doorstep. I went to catch him so I could explain everything and try to catch up with him, but he was too fast. The wife looked at me with sullen eyes, she knows about my past but still accepts me, I love her.