I just realized that it's already March and I haven't posted a Naruhina chapter this year. So, I just had to write more Naruhina goodness, I tried to make this chapter as cute and wholesome as possible.
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Training Ground 8 as Naruto leaned against an ancient oak tree, his blue eyes fixed intently on the figure moving with fluid grace in the clearing before him. Hinata Hyuga, her long indigo hair flowing like silk in the breeze, was practicing her Gentle Fist techniques with mesmerizing precision.
"Amazing," Naruto whispered to himself, watching as she pivoted on the ball of her foot, her palm striking an invisible opponent with deadly accuracy. Her movements were like water - flowing, adaptable, yet carrying immense power beneath their smooth surface. Hinata's lavender training outfit hugged her curves as she moved, highlighting the strength and flexibility she'd developed over years of rigorous training. Her face showed intense concentration, those distinctive Byakugan eyes focused and determined, all trace of her former shyness gone when she was in her element.
"Eight Trigrams, Sixty-Four Palms!" she called out, her voice clear and confident. Her hands became a blur as she executed the complex technique, each strike precise and purposeful. Naruto couldn't help but marvel at how far she'd come from the timid girl he'd known in their academy days.
"You're incredible, Hinata!" he finally called out, unable to contain his admiration any longer.
Hinata stopped mid-movement, a light blush colouring her cheeks as she turned to face him. "Naruto-kun! I... I didn't realize you were watching."
He pushed off from the tree and walked toward her, grinning broadly. "I've been here for a while. I couldn't look away - you're like a dancer when you fight, ya know?"
"Thank you," she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Even after months of dating, his compliments still made her heart flutter. "Would you like to train together?"
"Are you kidding? I'd love to!" Naruto exclaimed, then scratched his head sheepishly. "Though I gotta warn you - your Gentle Fist against my Shadow Clones isn't really a fair fight any more."
Hinata giggled, falling into her fighting stance. "Then you'll just have to get creative, won't you?" As they began their sparring session, Naruto found himself constantly distracted by the way she moved - the elegant arch of her neck as she dodged, the powerful confidence in her stance, the determined set of her jaw. Every motion was purposeful, refined by years of discipline and training.
"You're not focusing, Naruto-kun," she teased, landing a light tap on his shoulder that would have blocked his chakra point in a real fight.
"Can you blame me?" he laughed, creating three Shadow Clones to surround her. "My girlfriend's the most beautiful kunoichi in the Hidden Leaf, especially when she's kicking my butt!" Their training session continued until the sun began to set, casting an orange glow across the training ground. Both were breathing heavily, but wearing satisfied smiles. Naruto approached Hinata and pulled her into a gentle embrace.
"You know," he said softly, "watching you train like that... it reminds me of all the reasons I fell for you. Your strength, your grace, your determination - everything about you is just... perfect."
Hinata's face reddened, but she didn't look away as she might have in the past. Instead, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "Thank you for always believing in me, Naruto-kun. Even when I didn't believe in myself." As they walked hand in hand back toward the village, Naruto couldn't help stealing glances at her profile in the dying light. The way her hair shimmered, the gentle curve of her smile, the quiet confidence in her step - he knew he was the luckiest shinobi in all the Five Nations.
"Ramen?" he suggested with a grin.
"Ramen," she agreed, squeezing his hand affectionately. While they walked through the bustling streets of Konoha Naruto couldn't help but notice how the light caught the beads of sweat on Hinata's neck, making her skin glisten. Her training outfit clung to her curves, dampened from their intense sparring session.
"You know," Naruto said, scratching his cheek thoughtfully, "my flat's actually closer than Ichiraku's. And after all that training..." He glanced at her with a mischievous grin. "Maybe we should get cleaned up first?"
Hinata's cheeks flushed pink, but her lavender eyes sparkled with interest. "That... that would be nice, Naruto-kun." They changed direction, heading toward his flat. Once inside, Naruto's small but cosy home welcomed them with familiar comfort. He'd recently cleaned up (at Hinata's gentle insistence), and the place smelled faintly of ramen and fresh laundry.
"The shower's kind of small," Naruto said, rubbing the back of his neck. "But I could... help you wash your back?"
Hinata's blush deepened, but she nodded. "I'd like that," she whispered, stepping closer to him.
Naruto turned on the shower, letting the water warm up. Steam curled through the small bathroom as Naruto's fingers traced along the zipper of Hinata's lavender jacket. His touch was gentle but playful as he slowly pulled it down, revealing the form-fitting black mesh armour underneath. The fabric clung to her curves, still damp with sweat from their training session.
"Let me help you with that," he murmured, his voice husky as he slid the jacket off her shoulders. His fingers lingered on her skin, tracing the delicate line of her collarbone.
Hinata's breath hitched as his hands moved to the hem of her mesh top. "Naruto-kun..." she whispered, lifting her arms as he pulled it over her head. His blue eyes widened appreciatively at the sight of her generous breasts, confined in a sports bra that was doing its best to contain them. Years of training had given her the perfect blend of softness and strength - her stomach was toned but feminine, with subtle definition that spoke of countless hours practicing the Gentle Fist.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed, fingers trailing down her sides to the waistband of her pants. Hinata shivered at his touch, her pale skin flushing pink. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband, slowly sliding the fabric down her hips. The movement revealed the elegant curve of her waist, the subtle flare of her hips, and the toned muscles of her thighs - evidence of countless hours of training in the Hyuga fighting style. As her pants pooled at her feet, Naruto couldn't help but admire how the simple black underwear she wore contrasted beautifully with her pale skin. His hands moved to the clasp of her sports bra, and Hinata nodded shyly, giving him permission.
The garment fell away, revealing her full breasts, perfectly shaped and topped with rosy peaks that hardened in the cool air. Naruto's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of her. Naruto's fingers hooked into the elastic of her black panties, his blue eyes gazing up at her with unmistakable desire. Hinata's breath quickened as he slowly, torturously began to pull them down. The fabric clung slightly to her dampness, making her whimper softly.
"N-Naruto-kun..." she gasped as he remained kneeling before her, his hot breath ghosting across her sensitive skin. The panties slid down her thighs, revealing a perfectly maintained triangle of dark indigo curls that matched her hair. Below, her intimate folds glistened with arousal, plump and pink and begging to be touched.
"God, Hinata," he breathed, his voice rough with desire. "You're so beautiful here too." His thumbs traced gentle circles on her inner thighs as he helped her step out of the underwear. The position left her completely exposed to his hungry gaze, making her throb with need. Her legs trembled slightly as his hands moved up her thighs, thumbs brushing tantalizingly close to where she ached for him. The delicate petals of her sex seemed to pulse under his intense stare, a drop of moisture gathering at their centre.
"Please..." she whispered, her hips instinctively moving forward. The steam from the shower made everything feel dreamlike and surreal, but the heat building between her legs was very real indeed.
Naruto leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her inner thigh that made her gasp. "So perfect," he murmured against her skin. "Every single inch of you is perfect, Hinata." His hands moved to cup her rounded bottom, pulling her closer as his mouth travelled higher. Hinata's head fell back against the bathroom wall as Naruto's tongue made contact with her sensitive flesh. Her fingers threaded through his blonde hair, holding him close as he worshipped her with his mouth.
"Oh... oh gods..." she moaned as his tongue parted her folds, exploring every inch of her with devoted attention. Her thighs trembled as he found that perfect spot that made her see stars, circling it with practiced skill.
"You taste amazing," he growled against her, the vibrations making her gasp. His strong hands kneaded her ass, pulling her closer to his eager mouth. Her hips began to move of their own accord, grinding against his face as pleasure built inside her.
"N-Naruto-kun!" she cried out as he sucked gently on her sensitive bud. Her legs were shaking so much she could barely stand. He seemed to sense this, one hand moving to support her thigh while the other continued to squeeze her rounded bottom. The steam from the shower made everything feel dreamlike and hazy, but the sensations he was creating were crystal clear. His tongue alternated between broad strokes and precise flicks, each movement drawing new sounds from her throat.
"Please... please don't stop," she begged, her voice thick with need. Her usual shyness was completely forgotten in the face of such intense pleasure. Her back arched as he doubled his efforts, his tongue moving faster, harder. Naruto hummed appreciatively as she ground against his face, clearly enjoying her response to his attentions. His tongue delved deeper, tasting more of her essence as her pleasure mounted.
"I'm... I'm so close," she gasped, her fingers tightening in his hair. Her hips moved more urgently against his mouth as the pressure built inside her. "Naruto-kun... I'm going to..." Her words dissolved into a cry of ecstasy as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her whole body trembled as she climaxed, Naruto's tongue working her through every aftershock until she had to push him away, oversensitive.
He rose to his feet, pulling her into a deep kiss that let her taste herself on his lips. "You're incredible," he murmured against her mouth. "Shall we finally get in that shower?" Hinata could only nod, still catching her breath. As the warm water finally cascaded over them both, she knew this was just the beginning of their evening together...
As steam filled the bathroom, Hinata watched through half-lidded eyes as Naruto hastily stripped off his remaining clothes. Years of intense training had sculpted his body into a masterpiece - broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, defined abs that flexed as he moved, powerful thighs built from countless hours of training.
"Like what you see?" he teased, catching her staring. His boyish grin contrasted beautifully with his masculine frame, that perfect blend of strength and playfulness that had first captured her heart.
"Very much," she whispered, reaching out to trace the seal on his stomach. Her fingers followed the dark spiral, making him shiver despite the warmth of the steam. His skin was golden-tanned from training outdoors, marked here and there with scars that told stories of battles won and hardships overcome.
"You're gorgeous," she murmured, unusual boldness taking over as her hands explored his chest. The hot water finally cascaded over them both as they stepped under the spray, making his tan skin glisten. His impressive manhood stood proudly between them, making Hinata's breath catch in her throat. The warm water cascaded over them as Naruto turned Hinata around, his thick shaft sliding between her soft thighs. She gasped as she felt him - he was impressively endowed, at least eight inches of thick manhood now nestled against her intimate folds. The head peeked out between her thighs, angry red and throbbing with need.
"Is this okay?" he murmured in her ear, his hands sliding around to cup her breasts from behind. The water made their skin slide together deliciously.
"Y-yes," she breathed, mesmerized by the sight of him protruding between her legs. She could feel every pulse, every throb against her sensitive flesh.
Naruto reached for the soap, working up a rich lather in his hands. "Let me take care of you," he whispered, his soapy hands moving to her breasts. His strong fingers kneaded the generous flesh, thumbs circling her hardened peaks as he cleaned every inch of her.
"Naruto-kun..." she moaned, arching into his touch. Her movement made her thighs squeeze around his length, drawing a groan from his throat.
"You feel amazing," he growled, continuing to massage her breasts as his hips made small, involuntary movements. The soap made everything slick and sensitive, his hands gliding effortlessly over her skin. Hinata couldn't tear her eyes away from where his impressive girth emerged between her thighs. Each throb seemed to echo through her core, making her ache with need. The soap ran down their bodies in rivulets, making everything gloriously slippery.
"The things you do to me," Naruto groaned, his hands becoming more urgent in their exploration. One slid down her stomach while the other continued to knead her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers.
"These are perfect," Naruto murmured against her ear, his strong hands cupping and massaging her full breasts. The soap made his movements smooth and sensual as he explored every inch of her generous curves. His fingers worked skilfully, alternating between gentle kneading and firmer squeezes that made Hinata arch into his touch.
"N-Naruto-kun..." she gasped as his thumbs circled her sensitive peaks. Her head fell back against his shoulder, giving him better access as he continued his devoted attention.
"So responsive," he growled appreciatively, feeling her nipples harden further under his ministrations. His hands seemed to know exactly how to touch her - when to be gentle, when to be firm, drawing increasingly desperate sounds from her throat. One hand briefly travelled down to tickle her stomach, making her giggle and squirm against him. The movement caused delicious friction where his thickness was still nestled between her thighs. But his hands quickly returned to her breasts, unable to resist their perfect weight and fullness.
"You're so beautiful," he breathed, watching over her shoulder as his hands worked her sensitive flesh. The water cascaded over them both, making her skin glisten as he massaged and caressed. His fingers traced the undersides of her breasts before cupping them again, squeezing gently. Hinata's breathing grew increasingly ragged as he continued his attention. Every squeeze, every caress sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel his heart pounding against her back as his hands worshipped her curves.
"Please..." she whimpered, pressing back against him. "More..."
"As you wish," Naruto growled, his strong hands gripping her hips. With one fluid motion, he lifted her petite frame - her toes barely brushing the shower floor - positioning her above his throbbing length.
"Ready?" he breathed against her ear, the head of his cock teasing her entrance.
"Yes... please, Naruto-kun..." Hinata gasped, her body trembling with anticipation. He lowered her slowly at first, both of them moaning as he stretched her tight passage. Then, unable to hold back any longer, he let her sink down fully onto his impressive girth.
"Oh gods!" Hinata cried out, her head falling back against his shoulder as he filled her completely. Gone was her usual shyness - the pleasure was too intense for restraint. "So... so deep..."
"Fuck, Hinata," Naruto groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he began to move her on his length. The water cascaded over their joined bodies as he established a steady rhythm, lifting her up before letting her fall back onto him.
"You feel incredible," Naruto moaned, adjusting his grip to lower Hinata slightly. Her palms pressed against the cool tile wall, giving her better leverage as he continued to move within her. The new angle let him drive even deeper, making them both gasp with pleasure.
"Naruto-kun... oh gods..." she whimpered as his lips found her neck, trailing hot kisses up to that sensitive spot behind her ear. His teeth grazed her skin gently, making her shudder around him.
"So wet for me," he growled against her shoulder, punctuating his words with deep thrusts that made her cry out. Her inner walls fluttered around his thick length, drawing him deeper with each movement. "So perfect..." The shower's spray ran down their bodies as he peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses and gentle bites. Each mark he left was followed by a soothing swipe of his tongue, the dual sensation making Hinata's knees weak.
"Please... don't stop..." she begged as he hit that perfect spot inside her. Her fingers curled against the tile wall, seeking purchase as pleasure built within her core.
"Never," he promised, one hand sliding around to cup her breast while the other stayed firmly on her hip. "Want to feel you come around me..." His thrusts grew more urgent, more demanding, as he continued his assault on her sensitive neck. The combination of his thick length stretching her perfectly, his hot mouth on her skin, and his skilled fingers teasing her nipple was quickly pushing Hinata toward the edge.
"You take me so perfectly," Naruto groaned, finding that perfect rhythm that had Hinata gasping with every thrust. His movements were controlled but passionate, each stroke hitting exactly where she needed him most.
"Right there... oh gods, right there!" she cried out as he angled his hips just so, his thick length dragging against her most sensitive spots. Her inner walls clenched around him desperately, drawing matching moans from both their throats.
"Love how you feel," he breathed against her neck, one hand still working her sensitive breast while the other gripped her hip. "So tight... so hot..." The water continued cascading over them as their bodies moved together in perfect sync. Naruto's thrusts were deep and purposeful, not rough but deliciously thorough. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through Hinata's core, building her higher and higher.
"N-Naruto-kun!" she gasped as he hit that perfect spot again and again. Her legs trembled as the pressure built inside her, threatening to overflow. "I'm so close..."
"That's it," he encouraged, his fingers pinching her nipple gently as his cock continued its relentless pace. "Want to feel you come undone..." Hinata's moans grew increasingly desperate as he worked her body masterfully. The combination of his thick length filling her so completely, his skilled hands on her sensitive flesh, and his hot mouth leaving marks on her neck was overwhelming.
"Please... please..." she begged, not even sure what she was asking for any more. Her whole body tensed as she teetered on the edge of release.
"Come for me, beautiful," Naruto growled, increasing his pace just enough to push her over the edge. His thick length drove into her with perfect precision, each thrust sending sparks of pleasure through her core.
"Oh gods... Naruto-kun... I'm... I'm..." Hinata's words dissolved into a long, keening cry as her orgasm crashed over her. Her inner walls clamped down on him rhythmically, her whole body shuddering with the intensity of her release.
"That's it," he groaned, feeling her pulse around him. "Let go for me..." Her climax seemed to go on forever, waves of pleasure washing through her again and again. Her legs trembled violently as she cried out his name, her fingers scrabbling against the tile wall for support.
The sight and feel of her coming undone pushed Naruto to his own peak. "Hinata... fuck... I'm close..." he managed through gritted teeth, his movements becoming more urgent.
"Yes... please..." she gasped, still riding the aftershocks of her own release. Her oversensitive walls fluttered around him, drawing him deeper.
With a final powerful thrust, Naruto buried himself to the hilt and exploded inside her. "Hinata!" he roared, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot release. His fingers dug into her hips as his whole body tensed with the force of his climax. They stayed joined for long moments, both trembling and gasping for breath as the water continued to cascade over their satisfied bodies. Naruto peppered gentle kisses across Hinata's shoulders as they slowly came down from their shared high.
"That was..." Hinata whispered, still trying to catch her breath.
"Amazing," Naruto finished, carefully withdrawing from her sensitive flesh. He turned her in his arms, pulling her close for a tender kiss. Naruto wrapped his strong arms around Hinata's trembling form, supporting her weight effortlessly as her legs were still weak from their passionate encounter. The warm water continued to cascade over them as he held her close against his chest.
"I've got you," he murmured softly, one hand trailing up and down her spine in gentle, soothing strokes. Her breath came in little pants against his neck as she nestled into his embrace.
"That was incredible," Hinata whispered, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. She felt completely safe and cherished in his arms, their wet bodies pressed together intimately.
"You're incredible," he corrected, pressing tender kisses to her temple, her cheek, the corner of her mouth. His hands moved in slow, gentle caresses across her back, her sides, anywhere he could reach. "So beautiful... so perfect..." Hinata hummed contentedly, letting him take her full weight as she melted against him. Their combined releases trickled down her inner thighs, being washed away by the shower's spray.
"My legs still feel like jelly," she admitted with a shy giggle, nuzzling closer into his chest.
Naruto chuckled warmly, the sound rumbling through his chest against her cheek. "Then I'll just have to hold you until you can stand again," he teased, tightening his embrace slightly. One hand came up to stroke her wet hair, smoothing it back from her face.
"I love you," she whispered, tilting her face up to meet his tender gaze.
"I love you too," he replied softly, leaning down to capture her lips in a sweet, unhurried kiss. His hands continued their gentle exploration of her body, but there was nothing sexual about it now - just pure affection and intimacy.
"Let me take care of you," Naruto murmured against her lips as he felt her strength gradually returning. His hands moved to her shoulders, massaging gently as he peppered soft kisses across her face.
"Mmm... that feels nice," Hinata sighed contentedly as he reached for her lavender-scented shampoo. His strong fingers began working the soap into her long, dark hair with surprising tenderness.
"I love your hair," he said softly, taking his time to massage her scalp in slow, circular motions. "So soft... so beautiful, just like you."
Hinata leaned back into his touch, eyes closed in bliss as his fingers worked their magic. "You're spoiling me, Naruto-kun..."
"You deserve to be spoiled," he replied, carefully working through each section of her hair. His movements were thorough but gentle, making sure not to tangle or pull. "Besides, I love touching you like this."
His fingers moved to her temples, applying just the right amount of pressure to draw a pleased moan from her throat. "That feels amazing..."
"Tilt your head back," he instructed softly, supporting her neck as he began rinsing the shampoo from her hair. The water cascaded over her scalp as his fingers ensured every trace of soap was gone. "There we go..." Next came the conditioner, which he worked through the lengths of her hair with the same devoted attention. His other hand rested on her waist, keeping her steady as he pampered her.
"Just a few more minutes," Naruto murmured, still working the conditioner through Hinata's silky strands with devoted care. He couldn't resist pressing soft kisses to her shoulder and neck between gentle strokes of his fingers through her hair.
"Mmm, you're so good at this," Hinata sighed contentedly, leaning back against his chest. His free hand at her waist traced lazy circles on her skin. After thoroughly rinsing her hair one final time, they shared several more languid kisses under the warm spray. Naruto's hands wandered over her shoulders and back, just enjoying the intimacy of the moment.
"We should probably get out before we turn into prunes," he chuckled against her lips, reaching behind them to turn off the water. Hinata giggled as he grabbed fluffy towels for them both, wrapping her in hers first before drying himself off. They exchanged playful touches and sweet kisses as they helped each other dry off.
"Here, wear this," Naruto offered, pulling out one of his black t-shirts from his drawer. It was comically large on Hinata's petite frame, falling to mid-thigh like a dress. She slipped on her underwear underneath while he pulled on some orange sweatpants, staying shirtless. Just as Naruto pulled Hinata in for another kiss, his stomach let out an enormous growl that echoed through the bedroom. Hinata burst into giggles while he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Sorry about that," Naruto chuckled, his hand still rubbing the back of his neck as another smaller growl escaped his stomach. Hinata was still giggling, her hand covering her mouth as she glanced at the bedside clock.
"It's only 7:30," she noted, her lavender eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ichiraku's should still be open for a couple more hours..." She trailed off suggestively, knowing how his eyes would light up at the mention of his favourite ramen shop.
Sure enough, Naruto's face broke into that brilliant sunshine smile she loved so much. "Have I told you lately that you're the most perfect woman in existence?" He pulled her close, pressing enthusiastic kisses all over her face until she was laughing again.
"Only about three times today," she teased, running her fingers through his still-damp spiky hair. "But we should probably put on proper clothes first. As much as I love wearing your shirt..."
"Mmm, and as much as I love seeing you in it," Naruto growled playfully, tugging at the hem of the oversized t-shirt. "But you're right. Ramen calls!" They dressed quickly but couldn't seem to stop stealing kisses and touches as they did so. Hinata slipped into her lavender sundress while Naruto pulled on his favourite black and orange jacket over a mesh shirt.
"Your hair's still wet," Hinata noticed, grabbing a small towel to gently dry his golden spikes. He leaned into her touch like a content cat, making her giggle again.
"So is yours," he pointed out, reaching for her long dark strands that were leaving damp spots on her dress. "Here, turn around."
With surprising dexterity, he gathered her hair and began braiding it loosely to keep it off her neck. "When did you learn to braid?" she asked, pleasantly surprised.
"Sakura taught me. Said I should know how to help with your hair," he admitted with another sheepish grin. "Though I think she got tired of seeing me mess up your hair all the time..."
"You're full of surprises today," Hinata turned to kiss him softly once he finished. Another loud growl from his stomach made them both laugh.
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Naruto patted his noisy stomach. "Let's go get some ramen. I'm buying!"
"Such a gentleman," Hinata teased as he took her hand, leading her toward the door. "Though after working up such an appetite earlier, maybe we should each get two bowls..."
Naruto's eyes widened with delight at both the suggestion and the slight blush that coloured her cheeks as she made it. "Now who's full of surprises?" he grinned, pulling her in for one more quick kiss before they headed out into the evening air.
The evening air was pleasantly cool after their hot shower, and the streets of Konoha were bathed in the warm golden light of sunset. Naruto couldn't stop stealing glances at Hinata as they walked, their fingers intertwined. Her loose braid swayed gently with each step, and the way the setting sun caught her eyes made them shimmer like pale amethysts.
"You're staring again," she said softly, squeezing his hand with a shy smile.
"Can't help it," he replied, pulling her closer to his side. "Still can't believe you're really mine sometimes. That I get to have moments like this with you."
"Naruto-kun..." she blushed deeper, leaning her head against his shoulder as they walked.
"I mean it," he continued, his thumb stroking over her knuckles. "Walking to get ramen together, after spending the afternoon... well..." he waggled his eyebrows suggestively, making her giggle and hide her face against his arm. "It's like all my dreams came true at once."
"Mine too," she whispered, looking up at him with such pure love in her eyes that his heart felt like it might burst. They passed several villagers who waved and smiled at them - the war hero and his beloved were a common sight these days, always together, always touching in some way. Naruto nodded back at their greetings, but his attention remained fixed on the woman beside him.
"Oh! The evening glories are blooming," Hinata pointed out as they passed Yamanaka's flower shop. The purple blooms were just opening in the twilight.
"Beautiful," Naruto agreed, though he wasn't looking at the flowers at all. His eyes were fixed on how the gentle breeze played with loose strands of her hair, how her dress swirled around her knees as she walked. The familiar scent of Ichiraku's began to drift toward them, making Naruto's stomach growl again. But for once, he wasn't in a hurry to rush to his favourite restaurant. He was content to savour every step of their walk together, every soft word and shared glance.
"I love you," he said suddenly, stopping in the middle of the street to pull her into his arms. "So much it feels like my heart might explode sometimes."
"Naruto-kun..." Hinata's eyes welled up with happy tears as she stretched up to kiss him softly. "I love you too. More than anything."
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