Naruto x Reader Oneshots

Shikamaru

"Hey, Shikamaru?" I asked my boyfriend of three months. Yes, we've been dating for that long, but it felt a little longer. And I don't know if that was a good thing or nah.

Maybe it feels that way because we don't really do anything romantic. We haven't kissed, haven't been on any dates really. The closest that to romantic is holding hands and hugging. And, to be honest, that really bothered me.

Hinata and her boyfriend always went on dates and stuff like that. She always asks me if we were happy. Or maybe it was teasing at this point, I can't really tell anymore.

It felt like Shikamaru and I are acting like an old couple. That's pretty scary when you've only been dating for three months.

He grunted, rolling over onto his side to look at me. "What? I was almost asleep." Yawning, Shika stretched his limbs as he laid on the floor.

Sleeping was his main routine, it seemed to pretty much the only thing he would do. I couldn't lie, he would convince me to take a nap with him, but that's besides the point!

I looked at my lap, scared of the reaction that I would get from my question. "Well, can we go on...a date?"

He gave me a weird look, pretty much not expecting that to come up. His eyebrow raised, pretty much asking the question without saying anything.

"What's with that question all the sudden. Isn't it just good enough for us to be together, alone?" I shook my head, trying to calm myself from the situation.

"It's not that. I love being with you and spending time with you. But lately I've been thinking that we don't do things like Naruto and Hinata do. They hold hands, go on dates, showing the world that they are in love." I play with the hem on my shirt, my eyes still glued to my lap.

Chuckling, he sat up and dusted the imaginary dust off from his lap. "Troublesome, isn't it not enough to just be here with me?" He pulled me into his lap, his hot breath hitting the back of me neck. "Because if we're alone we can do whatever we want. No one to judge us."

I couldn't say anything. Embarrassed, yes, but also feeling a little selfish for how needy I was.

He placed butterfly kisses on my neck. The tickling on my neck made me shiver.

"Well, I guess you're right." I turned facing him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"And I know you are too. So how about we go out on a date tomorrow? It'll probably be a drag or whatever. But if you want to, we'll do it." He placed his lips on mine, electricity shooting through our bodies. We separated and looked into each other's eyes.

"Thank you, now I had to figure out what I'll wear!" I pushed my self out of his lap and ran to my bedroom. Tomorrow was coming soon and I needed to make sure that I'll look the best I could.

Watching, he sighed as he sat there all alone. The only noise was the birds chirping outside the window.

"God, now I'll have to match her. What a drag!"