Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Home for Christmas

Saying goodbye to Jiraiya is nothing new. You and him have made a tradition out of it. You walk with him to the gate mostly in silence as the weight of what he had to do hung over both you and him like a dark cloud. Today it just stung more. It's the week before Christmas. A time that's supposed to be about being around the ones you love. It won't be the same without him here. It'll be glum without him home to indulge in all the gushy lovey dovey things a couple can do during Christmas. It's your first Christmas with him. It's not supposed to be like this.

"I'll be home for New Years, okay?" He said.

"New Years?" You question. "You won't be home at all for Christmas?"

"Sorry. I don't think I can do my mission that quickly."

You drop your head to stare at the ground. That sucks. His hand blocks your vision from the white snowy ground. He places his fingertips on your chin and he pushes it up to force you to look at him. He doesn't look happy. He's smiling but it's a polite type of smile. A smile that says he doesn't like these circumstances either but he doesn't want to pout.

"I'll be home before you know it. I promise." Jiraiya attempts to reassure you.

It doesn't work very well. He can read you. You are still upset. He doesn't want to leave either, but he's gotta do what he's gotta do. Leaving this time of year sucks. Especially when his life is going to be on the line for most of the time. He'll think about you a lot. The pretty woman that made him glad to be around for the holidays.

One final kiss and he's off. As is tradition, he stops when he's just far enough away where all his features begin to get too fuzzy. He raises his arm and waves to you. You wave back. After that he is back off to blend into the snow. To travel farther away. Where he'll spend Christmas alone. Away from you. His friends. Away from everything he cares about.

Jiraiya lied. Each day felt long. It was lonely. He's not here and you can feel that. The house you share with him seems too echoey and cold. All the decorations he helped you put up for the holidays are a dull reminder that he's not here. He put up the tree. He fastened on an artificial bunch of mistletoe under the bedroom doorway and always pulled you under it for a kiss. Of course that always leads to more than just kissing.

For five days you kinda just bummed around. You finished wrapping up your final few presents and set them under the tree. There's some for you under there. Each one wrapped up with a surprising amount of finesse. With crisp sharp edges that are folded tightly and taped along the seams. Each one is finished with a bow. And of course the tags are written in an elegant way. In plain honesty Jiraiya is much better at gift wrapping than he'll ever admit. He gets flustered if you say anything about it. You've watched him once or twice. He must find it calming because he's quiet when he does it.

Alas you can't wallow in loneliness tonight thinking about how wonderful your boyfriend is at wrapping gifts. Some of Jiraiya's friends are having a get together and they invited you. It's supposed to be a casual thing. No gift exchanges. Just bring something to bring to the table and whatever you want to drink for the night. No one should be alone on Christmas. It's clear they didn't want you to be alone. A summon of a dog scratched at your door with a letter in its mouth with a kindly worded reminder that the party is tonight. But Jiraiya is all alone tonight. Out in the cold doing something dangerous.

After dragging yourself off of the floor before the tree, you get changed and gathered all you needed before heading out to the party. It's a little awkward. You aren't a shinobi. It's harder to relate to a group of shinobi when you aren't one of them. They are always nice to you. You are welcomed into a warm apartment that has the wonderful scent of the holidays. Spices, something is being roasted, chocolate. It's inviting. Even so it would be better with your partner beside you.