Naruto Boyfriend Scenarios

He's Jealous

Naruto Uzumaki:

The music was loud and there was about 50 bodies moving around you, but Sakura had begged you and Naruto to come. Unfortunately, you'd lost Naruto in the sea of people after 5 minutes. You were just starting to feel claustrophobic when you just barely heard a soft voice. You turned around to see a tall man with ashy blonde hair and vibrant violet eyes. He's buff, wearing a thick coat. He is extending one arm, and you realize he just asked you to dance. You start to shake your head politely, but someone beats you to it. "Sorry, she's taken," Naruto snaps, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you lean into the comfort of his embrace. The man looks guilty, looking to the floor and nodding in recognition before walking you away. You suddenly felt bad. "That wasn't very nice," you scolded, and Naruto began to sway, rocking you back and forth, burying his face in your shoulder while mumbling, "You're mine."

Sasuke Uchiha:

Sasuke had taken you out to a fancier restaurant, all along saying that someone like you shouldn't be eating ramen all the time. You had smiled at that, trying to convince him otherwise, but he insisted. So there you were, sitting at a table with a lacy cloth, alone as Sasuke used the bathroom. Suddenly, the chair across from you screeched, and you jerked, glaring at whomever had made that noise. But your glare changed to fear as you saw it was Alfred Jones, your abusive ex boyfriend. You stood quickly, backing away, "Stay away from me!" He followed, grinning evilly. That is, until a sharp uppercut sent him flying to the floor. Alfred glared up at Sasuke, who stood protectively in front of you. "I suggest you stay away from my girlfriend," he growled, and Alfred just smirked, "Bring it faggot." You grabbed Sasuke's shoulder tentatively, and he whipped around, calming when he saw it was you. "He's not worth it," you whispered, and Sasuke sighed, taking your hand and pulling you away before he killed the guy.

Gaara of the Sand:

You sat on the bench in front of a small cafe while Gaara got you both drinks. You heard a quiet sound, and you glanced to your side to see a tall, dark looking man sitting beside you. He had long, black hair that fell into his eyes, which were almost as dark as his hair. He smiled, eyeing you up and down. You cleared your throat, and you looked up at your face. "Hello darling...Sebastian Michaelis. And you are?" He asked, and you responded, "Not interested." "Feisty," he smirked, and you rolled your eyes, hoping Gaara would show up soon. As if he read your mind, Gaara walked out right then, and at the sight of this man all over you, you saw anger fill those teal orbs. "Wait! Gaara-" but he'd already released his sand, which was picking up the man, surrounding him. You stepped in front of Gaara, grabbing his face with your hands, "Look at me! Don't! Don't do this..." you pleaded, and you watched compassion and sentiment flood out the rage. His sand dropped, flowing back to his gourd while the man booked it. "Come on..." you said, handing him his coffee.

Kiba Inuzuka:

You sat on the floor while Kiba sat above you on the couch, absentmindedly playing with your hair. You'd been growing it out, so your (H/C) locks were long and healthy. He twirled strands around his fingers, massaging your scalp here and there, or just holding the strands up, examining them. You didn't mind, it was really relaxing. In fact, you were just dozing off when your phone rang loudly, sounding more noisy than it was in the now broken comfortable silence. You glanced at the screen. It was from your mother. You groaned, not really wanting to answer but knowing you had to or she'd be mad. "I have to get this," you said, and Kiba looked at your phone over your shoulder. He then proceeded to take your phone out of your hands, and toss it over his head, behind him, resuming playing with your hair. "Kiba!" you cried, but he didn't respond, obviously busy. You stifled a soft laugh, relaxing back into his hands, "If my phone's broken, you're going to pay."

Kakashi Hatake:

Upon seeing your old friend, Levi, at your door, you immediately invited him in, making three cups of tea, while you were at it. Kakashi was on his way over anyways. But while you were waiting, you and Levi sat on the couch, exchanging jokes and laughing about old times. You heard the front door swing over, and Kakashi strolled in, stopping short at the sight of Levi. "Hey Kakashi...this is my old friend Levi Ackerman," you introduced him, and the short man waved lightly, but Kakashi wasn't nearly as polite. He sat beside you on the couch, pulling you against him. You continued to talk to Levi, until you interrupted 2 minutes later, "Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Kakashi's smooth voice asked, deathly calm. You gawked at the silver haired man, who tried to look innocent, "i'm really sorry, you really don't-" "No, it's alright. I'm actually supposed to meet Eren at his place. I missed him." You smiled knowingly and nodded, "Go ahead then. It was great seeing you." As soon as he left, you swatted Kakashi's chest, "That was rude!"