"𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏"; 𝑁. 𝑆𝘩𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑢 𝑥 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝

!Warning! mature content

The governant and his maids entertained you two in a peaceful walk through the village. Apparently, they praised the ninjas from Konoha a lot. They offered you wine, which you drank enough to calm down about Shikamaru's hand on your thigh.

Again, he was acting like nothing happened. Actually, it was probably nothing for him. So you should act like it was nothing for you too. But unfortunately you weren't a great actor.

Both of you were a little tipsy by the end of the walk through the village. It was a cozy and small place, with interspaced houses and a lot of nature. One of the maids guided you to the village's inn, which was located at the main entrance.

Of course, the room spared for you had just one bed. At least it was big and had a good bathroom with really inviting hot water. Relief ran down your body with that single beautiful sight.

"Want to go first?" You almost forgot Shikamaru was there. He put his things in the desk and got closer to you, waiting for a response.

"Oh. You can go first. I'll take of my shoes while you shower."

"Okay, then."

He got into the bathroom, and you let out a relieved sigh. The tipsy feeling from earlier had gone away, and you started to worry about Shikamaru again. You were going to sleep in the same bed. You had to sleep next to Shino, Neji and Naruto before in missions, so this shouldn't be so hard. But that was messing with your brain, and you almost felt a pang of pain in your stomach. Stop being nervous. You look like a little girl right now. Please, recompose, probably he doesn't even care about sleeping with you.

After ten minutes overthinking, you heard the bathroom door open.

"You can go now. Hey, what were you doing sitting like that? Did you see a ghost or something?"

You looked back to say you were just tense, but you lost your words. Shikamaru was standing in the middle of the room, with a towel wrapped around his waist, drying his loose hair with a smaller towel.

You didn't know what you wanted to stare the most. His half naked figure, visible slimmer than the other shinobi – due to his laziness on working out to build a toned body -, or his loosen hair, that fell by his shoulders. You had never seen Shikamaru without his ponytail before, and you quite didn't know how to feel about it. All you knew was he looked perfectly beautiful to you, more than you wanted to recognize.

"(Y/n)?" He called, taking you out of trance. "Are you okay?"

"Oh! I'm just tired. I'm... I'm going already"

You passed through him without looking at his face and grabbed your things to shower.

"Hey" he said, attracting your attention. "You're short."

You just stood there, with your bags in your hands, while he turned back to look at you.

Shikamaru ran his gaze through your figure, like he was analyzing you. You started to feel awkward again, your cheeks burning under the stare.

"Ah, of course, the heels. I have never seen you without them after we've grown up." He got closer, smirking a little with superiority. "You're short."

You tried to not shiver at the height difference. You didn't notice how much taller your heels got you. When you first started wearing them, looking intimidating was the goal. But now, without them, you felt like a pray under Shikamaru's gaze. He was, indeed, much taller than you. And you were already getting mad at yourself for not being mad with him. You were actually getting turned on. A sensation you never felt before.