The needle within his hand was enough to stop her dead in her tracks.
There her husband sat – ass seemingly comfortable against the carpet beneath, legs folded together, and their young son seated upon his lap. His hand fiddled awkwardly with Shikadai's small ear, pressing a cork behind his lobe as he brought the needle dangerously close toward the skin-covered tissue.
Their son's face contorted between a mixture of anticipation and excitement as he eyed the earring between her husband's teeth.
She cleared her throat.
Brown met teal, and all her husband could do was blink.
"Daddy offered to pierce my ear so I could be just like him!"
"I thought that wasn't until he was a genin, Shikamaru," she growled through gritted teeth.
"These aren't the clan's earrings—" he mumbled past the metal between his teeth. "—they're his own pair until he's a genin. He just kept bothering so I gave in."
She raised a brow.
"I'm sorry?"
Nevertheless, she cracked a smile. "You sure are one weak father."
A/N: I asked for one word drabble prompts on tumblr and wasn't disappointed. I've got a few more to write out, which I'll be posting here over the next few days. Enjoy!
