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Pink is Cute

New drabble is here! Hope you like it!

Pink is Cute

Sarada was extremely busy. She was seated on her bed with a ton of books, nit-picking at her notes, after all, the college end semester exams would be arriving soon. The sound of the pencil scratching the surface of the paper was the only sound audible in the room.

Weirdly enough, a very loud sudden intrusion in her room did nothing to faze her. In fact, she has been used to it by now. Well, sharing an apartment with Boruto Uzumaki for last two years had made her completely resistant against loud noises. It felt as if the boy hated silence with passion and did everything he could to destroy it.

She plucked her glasses off her nose and wiped them off using the hem of her skirt and then asked, "What is it this time?"

He glared at her with all intents and purposes, "What the hell is this?"

Her black eyes flicked over him, observing his scowling face and then also at the item dangling from his arm.

"My red shirt?" she said with a one of utter nonchalance.

"And why was this in my laundry?" the accusing tilt of his word flared up her anger.

"Excuse me? I was not the one who was wasted drunk at yesterday's night party and neither forced someone to take them home, make them comfortable in the bed and then puke all over their favourite shirt!" if looks could kill then Boruto might have dead by now. She continued, "The least you can do for me is wash my shirt, in fact which was ruined by you!"

He looked at her in slight fear and then averted his gaze, feeling guilty. He remembered nothing about yesterday's night except for the fact he had been engaged in a drinking competition and got carried away, consuming more than intended and then dedicated his drunk self to annoy Sarada. Everything after that is blurry in his memories. The next thing he remembers is waking up in his own bed with one hell of a headache. A painkiller and a glass of water on his bed side was already present.

He understood that he should be thankful for having someone like her but that was not the problem at the moment.

"I know," he says softly, "But you should've told me earlier that it was there with my laundry."

Now that he was not blasting anymore she realised that something must have happened.

"What happened?"

He sighed comically and pulled something out from behind his back and whispered seriously, "Your stray item turned my whites pink."

Sarada's eyes widened for a second before howling with laughter, clutching her stomach and almost tumbling down off her bed.

Boruto was holding boxers.

Pink boxers.

"This is not funny!" Boruto screamed but Sarada was too far gone. She kept laughing for another five minutes and while Boruto sat in front of herbed on the floor glaring at her.

"Haha-ha! I'm s-sorry! S-sorry! Hahaha!" she finally controlled herself but the big bright smile on her face was definitely noticeable.

"Don't worry Boruto. I think you look cute in pink!" she told him grinning.

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It was almost two months later that when Sarada was sorting out laundry she realised that almost all of Boruto's underwear were pink.

I'm really sorry for this silliness! Please forgive me! HAHAHA! Since the day I read that Boruto had pink underwear I really wanted to write something like this. This is my take on how Boruto came to like pink underwear in a real life AU.

I hope you enjoyed this because I surely did!