Naruto One Shots

Naruto x Reader | Awkward Explanations

Word count: 770  

Requested by: 123454321skinnie

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Using the palm of my hand, I swiped away at the layer of moisture that had collected on my foggy bathroom mirror. With my other hand, I clutched the edges of my towel together as I leaned forward to wipe off the excess makeup that had washed off in the shower. I had only briefly glanced at my reflection before I heard a rapid pounding on my front door.

"(F/N)-CHAN!!! HURRY UP! IT'S AN EMERGENCY!" I groaned at the obnoxious voice of my best friend, rolling my eyes as I reached for my robe. Whatever it was that he wanted, I highly doubted that it could be classified as an 'emergency', but I hurried nonetheless before he broke my door down (for the second time that month).

I shuddered as I pulled the cool silk of my robe around my still damp body. It clung to me like a second skin, and had it been anyone else but Naruto I wouldn't have even dared answer the door like this.

But it was Naruto, and I trusted him with my life. Besides, the kid was such a precious lil cinnamon roll that I highly doubted he would see anything wrong with me being dressed this way.

I hurried down the hall and to my front door, checking to make sure my robe was still tied tightly around me before reaching for the knob. I must have opened the door just as he was reaching to knock again, because once I opened it he fell forward, landing right on top of me.

'Holy shit, someone needs to lay off the ramen...' I groaned at his heavy weight, struggling to roll the blond-haired baka off of me so I could sit up.

"What the hell, Naruto?!" I glared, pushing the wet strands of my (h/c) hair out of my face once I finally got him off. But Naruto wasn't listening.

Instead, he was giving me a dumbfounded look. His face was nearly as red as a tomato, and his jaw almost touched the ground. It took me a moment to realize that, as I had sat up, the top of my robe had fallen open just enough for him to see a good portion of my cleavage.

I quickly closed my robe, tightening it against my body, as my face flashed just as brightly as his.

"G-Gomen," I muttered awkwardly. "I didn't have time to get dressed." He might have been my best friend, but he had never seen that much of me before – not even when we went swimming together. And despite the fact that I had mostly covered myself up (as much as I could, at least), the dumbfounded expression had yet to disappear from his face. Instead, he directed it towards his lap, where a noticeable bulge had begun to form. My face reddened further.

"U-Uh...Naruto..."

Naruto looked at me helplessly.

"(F-F/n)-chan, I don't understand..." His blue eyes were wide, and he looked almost as though he were frightened. "W-Why is it doing that?!"

I sweat-dropped. "What the hell do you mean 'why is it doing that?!" But the look he gave me told me that he truly had no idea what was going on.

Oh god, this is so awkward. I tightened my robe around me, taking in a deep breath before asking: "You mean you've never been...erm...hard...before?" Naruto frantically shook his head before kneeling before me, clasping his hands in front of him as if he were praying.

"AM I GOING TO BE OKAY (F/N)-CHAN?!" I groaned, wondering where the hell Kakashi-sensei was when you needed him. I was certainly not the one to be giving this talk to Naruto.

"You're going to be fine, baka!" I bonked him on the head, careful not to let my top open any further. "It just means you're...oh god," I wanted to puke, "it means you're...turned on or something." I gagged on the words, wanting nothing more than to chug a container of bleach to disinfect my mouth.

Naruto mulled this over, seeming to relax slightly before working himself right back up to being hysterical. He grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed his face near mine.

"HOW DO I GET RID OF IT?!"

At this I gave up all modesty – robe be damned, I stood up as quickly as possible and grabbed Naruto by the ear, throwing him outside my apartment.

"GO ASK KAKASHI-SENSEI!" I shouted, before slamming the door in his face.