Hinata grew warmer with every second as she slipped on Kiba's sky blue pajamas. Gentle, lilac eyes peered around for the towel he left behind for her. Finding it sitting on a wooden counter, she smoothly slid it off, pressing and rubbing it against her hanging head; drying off her soft, dark hair. Her thin fingers slid down to her lap as she sat in thought; her eyes transfixed on a bright colored chew toy contradicting the dark wood floor.
Hinata let a gasp escape her lips when she heard two hard knocks interrupting her thoughts. A muffles voice could be heard from the other side, "Can I come in yet? I've made you some tea." She nodded, preferring not to say anything; but soon realized that she would have to. Hinata softly stuttered, "Y-yes."
The brass doorknob turned, and opened only a creak before a small white dog head could be witnessed trying to squeeze through the slowly opening door. She couldn't help but smile at his futile effort. The bright mess of fur tangled around his master's legs, giving Kiba a clownish, foolish appearance as he tried to remain standing. With trouble, he finally reached Hinata, glad that she was giggling now. He took a moment to watch her; she was much cuter when she smiled.
He quickly snapped back into reality, and placed the dull brown mug into her raised hand. He tried his best to fluently say, "Here you go," but found himself having troubles. Hinata graciously accepted the steaming mug, and almost in a whisper; uttered a 'thank you'.
Akamaru made himself comfortable on his master's messy bed, only to be pushed aside as Kiba sat himself down; his eyes not leaving hers. His gaze turned to a grey pillow in which he gently placed behind her head, Akamaru whining as he watched. Kiba swiftly stood as he pulled a few blankets from the edge of the bed to her shoulders. Hinata became clueless, as he scuffed her wet hair. Kiba spoke softly, " You should rest. I don't want to see my teammate sick."
Her eyes grew wide for a moment, not used to the kindness, but accepted it none the less. Hinata placed her arms over the sheets; a single nod her response. Akamaru quickly jumped off the bed, following his master without hesitation. Once again, he barely managed to slip out the wooden door as Kiba briskly closed it.
Hinata looked up to the ceiling, just staring off into space before closing her eyes softly; falling into a warm, pleasant dream.
Warm fuzzy feeling, right? I said it would be a one-shot, but I lied. I had to continue it! There will be a part 3 as well... and maybe 4... or more... XD