In which twenty-eight-year-old detective Kiba Inuzuka, crosses paths with a girl who turns his once orderly life into pure chaos. After finding out that she is his soulmate; it spells nothing but 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞.
Warnings: infidelity, mature language...
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WHEN the weekend rolls around, it is my turn to go out with Kiba's friends.
I know that he has a handful of them - buddies and friendly co-workers, but tonight he's considerate enough to start off easy for the sake of my melting nerves. And that is how I find myself sitting inside one of the booths of a crowded bar that late Friday night - staring at Naruto who I thankfully already know, and... His wife.
I stare at his soulmate; drag my gaze over her prettily styled hair, which is pink like the sweetest cotton candy. Her eyes are green - green like a hidden meadow that you stumble on accident on a lazy summer morning. This woman - holy fuck, is she beautiful. I think I am going to start drooling from how absolutely stunning she is!
"Hello," she says with such a sweet yet confident voice, offering a delicate hand with perfectly manicured nails towards me, "I'm Sakura. It's so nice to finally meet you! Naruto just wouldn't shut up about you." With all due respect, ma'am, butI think I am starting to question my sexuality.
"Don't worry, I've told her only about the good parts of your personality, y/n." Naruto is quick to add with a cheeky wink before I can wipe away the stupefied look off my face, "Ya know; the ones which didn't get to mix with Kiba's ghastly character."
"Ha! Funny." Kiba drawls, giving him a tired eye roll, "If anything, I'm the main character."
"Dream on, superstar." Naruto says, brushing him off with a flick of a wrist.
"Well, I'm y/n... I-It's nice to meet you too, Sakura." I mumble finally, and mentally facepalm at the way my voice trembles when I shake her hand. The glare I give to Kiba when he snorts at my shy reaction is full of daggers. The exact same one goes to Naruto.
"Oh, you're so cute!" Sakura gushes at me now, gifting me such a blinding grin that it nearly makes my eyes narrow, "Kiba, I'm jealous!" Well,I'm jealous of Naruto, lady. Goddamn.
"And you have every damn right to be." Kiba replies nonchalantly, giving her a small wave of his hand, "So stay back, strawberry gumdrop. This one's mine."
"So..." she chuckles, vivid green eyes flickering between me and my soulmate. She expectantly leans forward then, right before tucking her hands underneath her chin. The little smirk on her rosy lips is taunting me when she says, "You and Kiba, hm?"
"Sadly." is all I manage. It earns me the harsh pleasure of Kiba's fingers digging into my thigh underneath the table. His grip almost makes me squeak out in surprise, but I control myself enough not to let out a sound. What I do, however; is wince in my seat at the rather ticklish hold.
"Now, now, sweetheart," he warns, but the grin that he gives me right afterwards is playful, "Be nice."
Kiba knows what I am going through right now. It's the reason why his rough fingertips linger on my skin on purpose; as if he's trying to remind me who I belong to. He's clearly having fun already, turning me this flustered, and so evidently red in front of his friends.
