Straw Saga 11

Not The Porn From The Playlist

"It could've been a pimple. I've bruised myself trying to pop a pimple."

Hinata shuddered. "Please, Lee." Begging for this conversation to end.

"Why didn't you just let it go away on its own?" Tenten asked, clearly not on the same page.

"Zits are not youthful Tenten!" Lee practically shouts at her.

"Well… technically -" Tenten starts off but Lee is already shaking his hands to shut her up.

"That's not the point. Plus, I had already decided it needed to go. If I had left it, it would've won."

Hinata slumps further into the couch, groaning into her hands.

"It could've been a rash." Lee offers.

"Yeah, you break out everytime we buy new soap." Tenten pets Hinata's arm affectionately.

She purses her lips instead.

"Maybe bed bugs?"

"Mosquito bite?"

"Spider bite?"

"Stress spots. Didn't he say he had to leave for work?"

With every possibility her roommates tossed out, Hinata felt more and more stupid for leaving the way that she had. Her basic freak out and dash was beyond mortifying after doubt had seeped in.

What if it wasn't a hickey? What did she really know about love bites in the first place. It's not like she was some kind of aficionado. In fact, her love life until quite recently had been abysmal. At best .

It's not like her bailing was making anything better.

And… it's not like they were exclusive…

If he was kissing other girls, was it really her place to mind?

Did casual dating demand exclusivity?

For Hinata, it did.

But Sasuke was gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous. He was one of the most appealing men she had ever seen. Plus he was funny, in a casual, almost hidden, sardonic way. And, he seemed to actually like her. Nobody had showed Hinata as much effort before. Not even her last boyfriend whom she had dated for eight months.

Sure, Sasuke jogged every morning and dislike dessert of all things. Sure, he didn't like pineapple on pizza. Sure, he seemed to dislike Christmas.

Christmas!

But, he had brought her hot chocolate and churros and recorded her movie and put pineapple on her pizza.

Hinata really liked him.

"I think I over reacted." She mumbled into her hands.

Tenten rubbed her back affectionately. "Probably."

Lee "mmhmm"ed. "You do that sometimes."

Hinata groaned into her hands again.

She had went straight home and spilled everything to Tenten and Lee. Who had been… semi-helpful?

They hadn't made anything worse, and she was thankful for that.

But now, she felt so stupid and somehow guilty that she couldn't even message Sasuke back, who had jokingly texted her that evening to ask if her straightener was alright. And she hadn't texted him the next morning about his jog either.

And every ignored text message made her feel worse and worse.

It was Wednesday, and she had been pouty lipped and and shoulder slumped since leaving his home after the hickey incident. And her friends had started to notice.

"Hey Hina." Tamaki has come to her room with Shino as soon as Hinata's kids had been released to lunch.

"Yeah?" She asked, distracted. Shuffling through papers that she needed to take down to the copier.

"So, Kiba has Friday off, and we were going to have a game night." Tamaki beamed.

"What?" Hinata was genuinely surprised.

Since Kiba's academy graduation and police force admittance, they hadn't had a single game night. And even though she was rather quiet, the rowdy, ridiculous game shenanigans were greatly missed.

"Why?" Shino supplied for her. "We missed you." He said simply, pushing his up the bridge of his nose.

"Aww guys." Hinata cooed, ditching her stack of papers, clasping her hands together. "That sounds so great!"

Tamaki laughed giving Hinata a quick hug. "I thought you'd like it."

"I do." Hinata promised, beaming.

"Sounds great. You two can just come over after work that day then." Tamaki looked to both Hinata and Shino. "I've gotta head to class, but I'll see you tomorrow."

Tamaki left with a friendly wave.

"I have to go face the copier." Hinata groaned, regathering her stack of papers.

Shino gave her little head tilt. "Let me take it for you."

Before Hinata could open her mouth, Shino continued.

"Why?" He guessed. "I'm headed to the office for Kurenai already. And you hate the copier."

"Are you sure?" Hinata asked, but Shino was already taking the small stack from her hand.

"I'll be back."

She went back to thrifting through paper work, suddenly in a much better mood. Though game nights tended to get a little too wild, she had high hopes for Friday. At least it was something to look forward to in this miserable week.

She hadn't been this down since before October. Before Sasuke. She couldn't remember before that. Maybe since her last break up.

Trying to shake her head out of the sadness of her last heart ache, she tried to grind into her work. There was so much to finish before her students returned. The lunch break was only so long.

The squeaking of shoes almost had her stomach in her throat, but looking at the clock and realizing she still had time relaxed her.

"Shino." She smiled, seeing him slip into her room from the corner of her eyes. "Thanks so much-"

Hinata almost had to keep down a scream from seeing that it was not in fact Shino.

At all.

Tall, thin but broad shouldered in a tasteful suit. Thick black hair playfully mused. Sharp jaw and straight nose. Smoldering, dark eyes.

Yes, smoldering.

Hinata's mouth went dry from looking at him.

He was one of the most handsome men she had ever laid eyes on and she had been ignoring his for the last few days.

"Sasuke." Hinata was more surprised that she even got that out, and less embarrassed that she was just gaping at him.

"Hinata." He said her name easily, letting it roll of his tongue, just a hint of his smirk on the corner of his lips.

He held up two cups of to-go coffee cups. One she knew was going to be hot chocolate because Sasuke really was a perfect man in every sense. She couldn't really imagine him missing any details.

He walked over to her, since she seemed only capable of standing at her desk and staring at him.

"Sorry I'm late." He spoke easily, but gave no other explanation.

It wasn't necessary. Hinata knew he rarely left work.

He offered her the cup. "It has cinnamon in it."

Her eyebrows raised, taking the offered cup. "Thank you." She almost whispered, taking a sip.

"You like cinnamon." He stated.

Hinata paused a moment and nodded. She was rather partial to it.

"Have you tried Horchata?" Sasuke asked.

"Whore-what?" Hinata asked quickly, almost nervous.

"Here are you copies, Hinata." Shino's voice from the doorway made Hinata jump.

Her cheeks burned from her twitchiness and she quickly retrieved them from her friend, thanking him as he left.

Glancing back at Sasuke, who was now leaning on her desk. Sasuke, who looked like a dapper GQ model. Hinata glanced down at her Christmas sweater and clogs.

How did he even like her?

Like her enough to bring her hot chocolate with cinnamon in it.

She walked back to her desk, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"So, horchata." He prompted again. "There's this Mexican place near my work. A coworker of mine recommended it. They have horchata. It has cinnamon."

Hinata's cheeks felt hot and she tried to swallow her smile in her delicious cocoa.

He was thinking of her?

"So, Sunday. Brunch."

She smiled and nodded. "Horchata?" She asked, trying to sound it out.

He nodded.

"Okay." She tried to stop staring at his face. "Sunday." She agreed.

"Because Saturday, we need to finish a Christmas Prince."

He said the words 'Christmas Prince' with so much distance that Hinata actually laughed out loud.

"Yeah." She giggled. "I want to see the ending."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "All those movies end the same."

She gasped, playfully at him. "I still want to see it."

"You will." He bristled sarcastically. "On Saturday. And you owe me for watching it twice."

"You finished it without me?" Hinata asked in genuine surprise.

"What else was I supposed to do? Naruto needed to see the ending, apparently."

They laughed together for a second about his silly blonde roommate but they lulled into an awkward silence.

"Look, about last week-"

"You don't have to." She cut him off quickly.

He raised an eyebrow and she looked down, embarrassed for cutting him off.

"You don't have to explain. What you do is your own business. Not mine. So… it's fine." She swallowed.

Sasuke face froze for a moment. She was unsure if he could ever actually be confused.

But he had paused after she spoke. His brows inched ever so lightly together. His mouth pressed into a straight line. Eyes boring into her. Just completely silent for a second.

Finally, he sucked in a deep breath. "No."

"No?" Hinata squeaked. Her hands gripped her paper cup.

"No. Just-" Sasuke exhaled through his nose. "You are the worst."

She gasped. "What?"

Sasuke shook his head lightly. "Since the moment I met you, you've been difficult. And now? Now, just -" He took another deep breath. "You are he most difficult person I have to deal with on a daily basis. Hinata, I'm a lawyer. I live with fucking Naruto."

Hinata was sure her cheeks her crimson. She gasped at him. "I'm not trying to be difficult."

"I know." He practically groaned. Rolling his eyes. "Look, I'm not seeing anyone else. Just you."

It felt like her heart could finally beat normally again, not realizing exactly how much it had hurt after leaving his house until it didn't anymore. She let out a breath and smiled.

"Oh." Her fingers loosened. "That's good."

He looked at her looking mildly amused. "Hn." He hummed and then took a drink of his coffee. He gestured to her, tilting his head. "And you?"

Hinata audibly gasped. "Me? No! No definitely not. No." She could feel her face flaming and she cleared her throat, trying to regain some composure.

Or dignity.

"I'm just seeing you as well." She finished, lamely.

"Hn." He hummed. "That's good." Sasuke mimicked through his smirk.

She bit her lip, trying not to smile as hard as she was.

"So, Saturday."

Hinata nodded.

She looked at him again. At the hollows of his cheek bones and arches of his brows. Of his soft, full lips. Lips she had been kissing last weekend. While they had been doing… other things.

Her cheeks burned painfully and she looked down, trying to get herself together. Reminding herself that she was at school and her students would be returning from lunch momentarily.

But also not being able to get the memory of an earth shattering orgasm out of her mind that he had been able to draw out of her. With only his fingers, no less.

He seemed to catch onto her shyness and thought train because he's Sasuke Uchiha and he's amazing at everything.

Especially amazing when his free hand brushed against her neck, feeling like fire on her skin as he made his way into her hair, making her want to groan out loud. Leaning in, pressing his lips, softly against hers in a way that felt light and deliciously suffocating in one, breathless kiss.

"Ms. Hyuga is kissing a BOY!"

"Cooties!"

"You said to keep our hands and mouths to ourselves."

"No, it's okay, mommies and daddies are allowed to kiss. And share beds."

Hinata had never seen Sasuke look uncomfortable before. And she wondered if the jogging was what helped him book it out of her room so quickly, barely even tossing a goodbye from over his shoulder.

The rest of her day had been a thousand times better. Even exchanging a few evening messages and asking about his run in the mornings really made her feel so much better throughout the day. She couldn't wait to see him again on Saturday.

But first.

Game night.

"Careful Hinata, I don't want you crying all night on my couch again." Kiba joked.

She pouted. "I don't cry every time. I don't know why you guys keep insinuating it."

They had been playing various games for more than an hour. Never sticking to a game for very long. They had gone through Cards Against Humanity, Never Have I Ever and a few more, adult type games. Tamaki had snacks and beer and wine was always in their house.

And apparently everyone liked to remind Hinata of instances that she started drunk crying if she wanted to have a second glass of wine.

"You tend to be a sensitive drunk person." Shino tried to break it to her as gently as possible.

Like they had never gone through the conversation before.

Trying not to roll her eyes at her friends, because Hinata was a kind person who loved loved them very much. "I'm not even drunk." She finished pouring her second glass.

"Well, I definitely am." Tenten leaned back in her chair.

"Me too." Tamaki giggled, draping herself over Kiba.

"I'm aware, woman." He grumbled.

"Hinata, are you excited?" Tamaki asked.

"For what?"

"Tomorrow!" Tenten yelled, her drunk voice not taking into account they were in Kiba and Tamaki's tiny loft.

"Yeah, aren't you basically one hundred percent going to have sex tomorrow?" Tamaki asked again.

"What?" Hinata gasped, not feeling drunk enough to discuss this in front of Kiba and Shino.

They seemed to understand her thought process, probably inferring from the incredulous looks she was shooting both of them.

"Oh please Hina, you've fucked Shino before." Kiba waved her off.

"Well, barely." Shino muttered.

"Please stop." Hinata wanted to crawl into a hole.

Tamaki just giggled. "Well, she hasn't had sex since-"

"He Who Must Not Be Named." Tenten cut in before Tamaki could mention her ex by name.

Hinata thought perhaps it was over kill but also much appreciated.

"It's been two years?" Lee gasped.

Nothing better to cheer her up then to find out all her friends know she hasn't had sex in two years.

"You've got to prepare, Hina." Kiba admonished.

Tenten and Lee nodded.

Hinata was completely done with his conversation.

"You should probably watch some porn. They've probably come out with some new things since you retired." It would've been funny if Tamaki hadn't of said that whole sentence in a serious voice.

"Oooohh." Tenten's eyes glittered. "Yes!"

"Please no." Hinata whimpered.

Shino nodded in agreement with her.

"What, we use to watch it in college." Kiba defended.

"We were stoned." Shino countered.

Lee gasped. "You two are school teachers!" He pointed accusing fingers and Shino and Hinata. "Drug users, teaching our youths? Our future?"

"Kiba's a cop." Hinata tried to defend. "And it was only like twice."

"The weed or the dirty videos?" Tenten jibbed.

"Kiba, pull it up on the TV." Tamaki encouraged.

Tenten and Lee took a spot on the couch, apparently completely fine, watching an adult film together like a regular movie night.

"I don't think this is -" Hinata tried.

"From the playlist?" Tamaki asked, fiddling on her phone.

Kiba snorted. "No, we want softcore porn."

Lee looked aghast. "What is on your playlist?"

"Don't ask!" Hinata squealed.

After a few minutes of looking Tamaki had finally pulled up a five minute long prono and Hinata already had her eyes sealed shut, drowning down the last of her cup already.

Five minutes of pure torture. A three minute long deep throating blow job and then straight into an awkward, sideways position where the girl was just looking at the guy and crying out.

"The sounds she's making are ridiculous." Hinata complained.

She could block her eyes. But not her ears.

"Hey, Shino. What sounds did Hinata make?" Tenten jibed.

Shino tilted his head like he was considering something.

Hinata let out a strangled, high pitched squeak. "No! Please stop."

"Usually that." He pointed to her current state.

Kiba laughed and gave him a fist bump.

Hinata couldn't have felt more mortified.

"Please can we not discuss size again." Lee looked about as stressed as Hinata felt.

Tenten rubbed his back affectionately. Not everyone can compete with a thirteen inch monstrosity.

"Okay, now it looks likes she's cuming." Tamaki brought their attention back to the TV.

"That looks fake." Hinata frowned, regretting opening her eyes.

"Or your not doing right." Tenten elbowed her.

"Oh my god!" Hinata cried again, burying her face in her hands.

"Well." Shino muttered and the women finally climaxed. "She's crying on the couch again."