Based on yet another headcanon from Tumblr. In which Naruto wants to run his hand over Hinata's body but gets embarrassed so he chooses to cuddle her instead.

To say Hinata is a very pretty girl was an understatement. At least to Naruto; it was. There were many words he'd associate with the young heiress, but pretty felt unworthy of her. To him, she was a goddess; beautiful yet clumsy and elegant. He'd also get the urge to run his hands over her body; to see if she was as soft as she looked. When she looked at him, he'd feel his cheeks heat up from thinking such perverse thoughts and turn away with his face red.

At times, Hinata would worry about him and ask if he was feeling okay. He wanted to reassure her he was fine, but she'd put her hand on his forehead, rendering him speechless. Without thinking, he'd try to look away from her face only to see part of her neck peak out from under her shirt, causing him to be more nervous and embarrassed. When Hinata would look at him, he'd fake cough before looking away from her, his hand scratching the back of his head. He was thankful she understood, for she was the same as him when it came to their relationship, and she'd take his hand in hers and walk with the most breath taking smile on her face.

Tonight was no exception to this awkward situation.

He'd finally managed to convince her to spend the night with him, despite knowing her father would chop off his head if he laid a finger on Hinata. He was too much of a gentleman to think of doing such things with her, but he was a teenager after all, and he couldn't stop thinking of different things he could do with her. He cursed his mentor, Pervy Sage, for these lecherous thoughts, but it wasn't entirely his fault. It's not like he was in control of his body.

Sensing something was off, Hinata turned from the bed to look at her boyfriend, who looked as though he was at war with himself. Placing a hand on his arm, she looked at him with concern in her eyes,

"Naruto-kun? Is something wrong?"

He blinked at the contact and felt his body start to heat up from this moment. It was just her hand on his arm, but he felt the moment had somehow become more intimate. Swallowing the saliva in his throat, he looked down at her, a small smile on his face.

"I'm okay.. Hinata. Thank you for worrying about me."

Not totally convinced of his response, she kept her eyes on him for a bit longer before sighing and turning her attention back to the bed. She knew he was new with this relationship stuff, hell she wasn't experienced in this department either, but she was the one usually tense in these situations. Letting go of his arm, she lifted the blanket, unaware of the eyes watching her every movement, and laid down under the blanket. When she didnt feel him behind her, she turned around only to squeak in surprise as he pounced on her, pinning her to the bed.

"N-Naruto-kun?" She mentally berated herself for stuttering around him. It was a habit she continued to work on when she was around him. Most of the time, she succeeded in not stuttering. However, there were situations like these where she would revert back to her shy self. She knew she shouldn't feel that way around him, but there were times she couldn't help herself.

Naruto wasn't doing much better. He felt at war with himself. When he jumped her, he thought Kurama had taken some control and forced him to do it, but when he looked into his mind, he noted the fox demon asleep, completely unaware of what's currently taking place. Which meant only one thing;

He decided to do it himself.

He felt her underneath him, dangerous territory for him. All he wanted to do was feel her skin beneath his palms. He wanted to leave trails of kisses down her body, leave a special mark on her to let everyone know she was his. These thoughts scared him- he'd never felt this way towards Sakura- was love supposed to feel so possessive? He wish he asked someone advice before asking her to sleepover. He couldn't force her into this situation, it wasn't right of him to make her feel she had to do this. He could feel her nightgown in his hand,and taking a chance, he looked into her eyes to see confusion but a hidden emotion within her eyes.

Feeling really flustered, he could feel his face burning in embarrassment before moving to her side, wrapping his arms around her waist and hiding his face in the crook of her neck. He couldn't do it. He felt so ashamed for even wanting to do other things with her. He didn't deserve such a gentle soul like her.

She could hear his breaths coming a bit faster than normal, and although she wanted to ask, a part of her told her it was better to just keep her mouth shut. She could feel a smile creep to her lips as she let her hand caress his hair in a gentle manner. It was softer than she imagined. and before she could stop herself, she laid a gentle kiss against his forehead, reassuring him she wasn't upset or angry at this situation. She honestly didn't know what to make of it, seeing as she didn't understand it herself. But she knew it would be explained later.

Right now, she allowed herself to succumb to the darkness; into a place where it was only her and Naruto.