Naruto Boyfriend Scenarios

Watching A Horror Movie

Special Guest: Genma Shiranui

Naruto Uzumaki:

All the lights turned off and the TV turned up all the way, you and Naruto sat on the couch, watching a movie. And not just any movie, a horror movie. You guys almost never watched horror movies, mostly because you and Naruto were terrified of them. The Conjuring played as you and Naruto curled up on the couch together under a blanket. Tension was thick in air and you could feel a jumpscare coming on. The sound in the movie got quieter and quieter, then exploded with loud music as something flashed on the screen. You shrieked, turning your face into his neck to hide. He yelled, pulling you into his chest and clinging to you tightly. It quieted down again, the plot moving on, and you returned your eyes to the film. Just when you'd relaxed and thought it was safe, another boom of sound. You shrieked again, "Turn it off, turn it off!" Naruto shifted and with a click of the remote, it was gone. You held onto Naruto, who was just as scared as you. "C-Can we just watch a Disney movie?" You whispered, and he responded, "Yeah. Yeah of course." He moved to get up but you yanked him back down, words coming out faster than you meant them to, "Please don't l-leave I'm scared-" he cut you, shushing you while stroking your hair. I'm not going anywhere it's ok."

Sasuke Uchiha:

You were trying. Trying so hard not to jump at the jumpscares. Sasuke seemed so cool and unafraid, bored almost. You, on the other hand, were on the edge of your seat, trying to play it off like you weren't scared at all. Somehow you managed to sit through all of The Conjuring without jumping or screaming once. But once it was time for you to go home, alone, in the dark, you started stalling. "It's almost 11, you might want to get going before it gets too late..." he murmured, coming out of the kitchen with a glass of water. You bit your lip, looking out into the pitch black through his curtains and looked back. "I'm scared," you admitted quietly. You heard him chuckle, and you looked down, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. You wrapped your arms around yourself, when a pair of arms stronger than yours pulled you in. "Did you seriously sit through the entire movie alone just to seem strong to me?" He asked, and you nodded, blushing harder, "M-Maybe." He hugged you tighter, "Do you really want to stay here? Itachi's already asleep, and you can sleep in my bed. You nodded once more into his chest. He brought you to his room, but when he was about to leave, you grabbed his wrist. "Can you stay with me till I fall asleep?" He sighed, having a debate in his head, then climbed into the bed. "No more horror movies for you."

Gaara of the Sand:

You honestly didn't know why people found this movie so scary. The jumpscares were so obvious and the scenes were so fake. You and Gaara sat on his bed, watching The Conjuring. Gaara obviously understood that the movie wasn't even close to scary, as he seemed unresponsive too. Thing after thing popped up, noises varied from extremely loud to silent, and still you sat, bored out of your mind. About halfway through the movie, you gave up on waiting for any plot, and instead turned your attentions to the red headed boy beside you. He was leaning against the headboard, pale skin washed out by the light of the TV in the dark room. He was so attractive it was unbelievable. You lean over, laying your head in his lap. Gaara stirred, apparently having just been nodding off, and looked down at you curiously. "Do we have to sit through this? I'm bored," you stated, turning to nuzzle into his tummy muscles. You heard him make a noise. Was that a giggle? You decided to dismiss it for now. "You're really that bored?" He asked in that deep voice of his, rough from sleep. "Yep." He shook you off gently, stretching, "Come on, let's go find something to do."

Kiba Inuzuka:

The mood was set perfectly and everything. It was pitch black outside, clouds shielding the moon from view. You'd turned off all the lights in the house, and turned the volume on the TV all the way up. You may have been in an apartment building, but the apartments surrounding yours no longer had any tenants living in them, as they had both moved out to live in a better building. You and Kiba sat on the couch, surrounded by blankets and sharing a bowl full of popcorn. The sound went quiet, and you knew something was going to happen, so you tried to turn your head sneakily. "Are you scared?" you heard Kiba's voice whisper in your ear, and you froze. Confidence rose up in you and you sat up straighter, "Of course not. If anyone's scared, it's you." He gasped in disbelief, "Me? Nuh uh little lady, you're wrong. I don't get scared." You scoffed, "Really? Is that why you were practically shaking just a few moments ago?" "I was not!" As you continued to argue, the tension built higher and higher in the movie scene, the scare coming closer and closer until- "It's not my fault you're just a-" the music blared and you and Kiba both jumped, screaming at the top of your lungs. You pushed your face into Kiba's chest and he wrapped his arms around you, hiding in your hair until you both calmed. You looked up at Kiba, and you couldn't help it, you both burst into laughter.