Teacher's Wife

Chapter 25

Hinata observed as Sasuke emerged from their bedroom wearing a pair of bright red shorts. She couldn't help but notice the bold letters printed on the back that read, "I'm Naughty." A small chuckle escaped her lips as she watched him stride into the kitchen.

"Sasuke, why are you wearing my shorts?" she inquired, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

He appeared puzzled by her question, furrowing his brow in confusion. "I found these in my drawer," he responded matter-of-factly.

Hinata's laughter grew louder, much to Sasuke's annoyance. He glared at her, his expression portraying his irritation at the situation.

Hinata could sense his irritation and tried to contain her laughter, but it was difficult. Sasuke was known for his cocky demeanor, and seeing him wear something as bold as those shorts was too amusing to ignore.

"Sasuke, you look so cute," she said teasingly, unable to resist the urge to poke fun at him.

He scowled at her, clearly not amused. "I am not cute," he retorted defensively. "I'm a grown man."

Hinata giggled, enjoying how playful their banter had become. "Of course you are, dear," she said, trying to stifle her laughter. "But you have to admit, those shorts are a little...daring for you."

Sasuke rolled his eyes, but Hinata could see a hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "I suppose they are," he conceded reluctantly. "But they're surprisingly comfortable."

Hinata grinned, feeling a surge of affection for her husband. She loved how he could be so serious and stoic one moment, and then playful and silly the next. It was one of the many things that made him so special to her.

"Well, I'm glad you're enjoying them," she replied, a twinkle in her eye. "But don't get any ideas about keeping them."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at her, a mischievous gleam in his eye. "Oh, I don't know about that," he said, smirking. "I might just have to keep them as a little reminder of my naughty side."

Hinata laughed, shaking her head at her husband's cheekiness. "You are impossible," she said fondly.

Sasuke shrugged, a hint of a smile still on his lips. "What can I say? I like to keep you on your toes," he said with a wink.

Hinata hums as she wraps her arms around his neck. "I never know what to expect with you." she said with a grin.

Sasuke leaned down to kiss her, his hands sliding around her waist. "That's the point," he murmured against her lips. "I like to keep you guessing."

Hinata giggled, enjoying the feel of his arms around her. "Well, you certainly succeeded at that," she said, leaning back to look at him. "But just so you know, those shorts are definitely going back in my drawer once you're done with them."

Sasuke smirked, pulling her close again. "We'll see about that," he said playfully. "I think they might just become my new favorite pair."

Hinata rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the laughter that bubbled up inside of her. She loved how Sasuke could always make her laugh, even in the most unexpected moments.

Hinata suddenly stepped back, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Speaking of stealing clothes, I think it's only fair that I get to steal something of yours now."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion in his expression. "What are you planning, Hinata?"

Hinata grinned slyly, walking over to where Sasuke's discarded boxers were lying on the floor. "Oh, just a little souvenir," she said, picking them up and holding them out triumphantly.

Sasuke's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're stealing my boxers?" he exclaimed, a mixture of shock and amusement in his voice.

Hinata nodded, a cheeky grin on her face. "Yup. And don't try to stop me," she said, holding them out of his reach.

Sasuke chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Fine, fine. You win this round," he said, leaning back against the couch with a grin. "But just so you know, revenge is a dish best served cold."

Hinata laughed, sitting next to him with his boxers in her lap. "Oh, I'm not afraid of a little retaliation," she said, winking at him.

Sasuke smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Good," he said, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Because I have a feeling this is only the beginning of our little war."

Hinata shivered at the sensation of his breath against her neck, feeling a delicious thrill run through her body. "Bring it on," she said, grinning up at him. "I'm ready for anything."

Sasuke's smirk widened as he suddenly launched into action, his fingers wiggling as he reached for Hinata's sides.

"Is that so?" he said, his voice low and teasing. "Well then, let's see how ready you really are."

Hinata squealed as Sasuke's fingers dug into her sides, tickling her mercilessly. She tried to squirm away, but he had her pinned down, his fingers dancing along her ribs.

"Stop, Sasuke, stop!" she gasped out between giggles, tears streaming down her face from the force of her laughter.

Sasuke finally relented, a smug grin on his face as he leaned back against the couch. "I think that proves who's really ready for this war," he said, nodding towards the boxers in Hinata's lap.

Hinata caught her breath, still giggling as she held up the stolen boxers triumphantly. "I beg to differ," she said, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.

Sasuke laughed, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Alright, you win this one," he said, holding his hands up in surrender. "But mark my words, Hinata Hyuga. This is far from over."

Hinata grinned, feeling a thrill of excitement run through her. She loved these playful moments with Sasuke, where they could let go of their worries and just enjoy each other's company.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she said, leaning in for a sweet kiss. "Bring on the war, Uchiha."

Sasuke rose from the couch, flexing his muscles and causing Hinata to blush, her gaze quickly averted. A smug smirk played on Sasuke's lips as he sauntered into the bedroom to change. Sensing an opportunity, Hinata swiftly reached for her phone, pointing it in Sasuke's direction.

"Hey, baby," she called out, capturing Sasuke's attention as he turned to face her. In that split second, Hinata snapped a quick photo. A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes as she realized she had turned the tables. "Oh, so you want to play that game," she playfully taunted.

With a determined stride, Sasuke closed the distance between them, stalking Hinata with a teasing smirk on his face. Hinata giggled, her excitement evident as she hopped off the couch, tightly clutching her phone in her hands, ready for the playful chase that awaited them.