One-Shots, Lemons, Short Stories

Marry Me [Short Sasuhina]

Fuck, I should probably work on my other story but fuck fuck fuck, all these motha fucking ideas keep pounding away at my skull and won't let me work on "Raindrops Keep Falling On My" Fucking "Head"

Shit. 1:04 AM and just starting dis shit, why do I do this to myself?!?!? Oh yeAh, Sasuhina... fuck

Well, like my mom tells me, if shit is coming, push it out as fast as you can ;)

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She watched, as at the biggest festival of the year, Sai called for everyone's attention, dropped to one knee, gripped Ino's hand and a small box,  and stated as loud as he could, "Would you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

Cheers erupted and toasts were given as the now engaged woman burst into tears. Everyone moved forward to congratulate the two and Hinata mused that she has never seen a more louder sight.

She looked to Sasuke next to her who only gave her a glance, rolled his eyes, then went back to eating the dish laid out before them.

She watched as blond hair shook slowly with anxiety, then blue eyes hardened with determination. At the rare gathering of the Konoha Twelve, Naruto stood upon the table and called for everyone's, who was in the BBQ restaurant, attention. His hand tugged at his collar as he began to speak of the turmoils they've been through, their strong love, how he hoped they'd stay together forever. He grabbed the woman with pink hair and placed her onto the table with him so he could drop to one knee. Tears ran down the pinkette's face as he said, "will you marry me and make my life complete?"

A silence reigned as she hasn't answered then roars boomed loudly as she nodded.

Hinata looked at Sasuke who sat across. Their eyes met and she motioned to the blond -said blonde was crying- and tried to hold back laughter. He let a slight smile, rolled his eyes, and slightly shook his head. They both continued eating their meal.

She watched as he unpacked the dinner she made onto his table. It was an entire three course meal, celebrating their three year anniversary, and she smiled as he tended to unpack the tomato dishes a bit slower than the rest. It was just the two of them in his house, and the night was planned to just relax and enjoy each other. She set the table, he placed down the food, and dinner commenced. Conversation was minimal, yet this was always preferred as both weren't prone to much chatter.

"Dinner was delicious, thank you." He stated simply, setting the used dishes in the sink, and peering back at her as she set a CD in the player.

She hummed, placing the disk in and it played automatically. As soft music aired out, she replied, "I don't know..." a teasing grin played on her lips, "I'm thinking now that maybe I put just a bit too much tomato..." Her hand touched her lip in an attempt to stifle giggles.

He glared her way, stalking towards her. He loomed over her and the glare melted away as a small smirk replaced it. "You wouldn't dare."

Her comeback was swallowed down as he grabbed her wrist, placed it on his shoulder, then grabbed her other one so their fingers interlocked. His other hand moved swiftly to her waist and her hand naturally glided to his shoulder. He pulled her closer, chests brushing with every breath.

They swayed back and forth where nothing resided in the large space where dining room met living room. Music danced around them but she could only feel his chin on her head and his hand on his waist. She nuzzled her cheek against his chest and let out a deep breath. She whispered, so soft she could barely hear it herself, "I love you."

His hand gripped her waist a little tighter.

She knew how he felt. The words never once left his lips in even a murmur but she could feel. From the way he touched her, kissed her, loved her, she could feel it from the tip of her to the dip of her foot.

He loved her. She knew that.

He was silent for a while, and they continued swaying even when the song came to a halt.

He suddenly stopped.

"Sasuke?"

He simply brought both hand around her shoulders in a form of a hug and she returned it with hands locked around his waist. He leaned down slightly; his breath was hot and tickled her ear, so much, she almost didn't notice when he whispered,

"Marry me."

She took a slight step back, only so she could look at his eyes, and she could see it. The love, the yearning, and the truth. He truly wanted to marry her.

"Okay."

And she truly wanted to marry him.

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Fuck, I don't know where this went yikez

Also, beware, not edited, and definitely not read twice oppps.

Currently 1:42 AM fml.

Send me your prayers plz (I'm atheist as fuck tho but whoooooo cares)

And yes, this is how I imagine Sasuke would propose to Hinata. While slowdancing and full on all those motha fucking tomatoes.

This is really short sorry, but gots to sleep even if HYPE don't sleep, GRIND don't stop

See ya next time my lovelies