With You in the Future

Family

Hinata and Naruto tell Boruto the big news.

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Written for NaruHina week 2019 - Day 5

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While Boruto's soft snoring was heard through the baby intercom on the kitchen table, Hinata was humming as kneading some cookie dough to make small balls between her hands.

She was about to put her new making on the cooking plate of the oven when two strong hands grabbed her waist.

One big smile appeared on her lips while Naruto humed her song close to her ear too. With her long hair held in a hairband, he took the opportunity to breath in her floral perfume against her neck.

Hinata shivered when her husband's voice went much lower than her own could do.

He then let his hands slide on her hips while gradually emphasising his touch to such an extent that he was almost digging and marking his wife's milky skin with his fingertips through her clothes.

"Naruto-kun, you're putting flour on my dress."

He then put his hands on her belly, caressing it and spreading a bit more flour on the fabric. "You're wearing an apron. It's like you were screaming at me to put my dirty hands here." he murmured, "Or maybe you want them higher."

His fingers were already at the curve of her breasts. Hinata chuckled before gently pushing him away.

"This time, I would like to finish those cookies before Boruto wakes up."

"Excuse me, love! Are you making allusion to the other time we had sex on this table?" Naruto asked before gobbling a little bit of dough scattered with chocolate chips.

She had told him not to do that anymore. But instead of repeating herself about the dough or about what he just said, Hinata blushed, looked away and focused on her task again.

"Because of you, they were all burnt. I had never seen Boruto so sad."

"Because of me?" Surprised, Naruto opened a brown sugar bag. "You kept getting me all worked up this afternoon."

"Me?" innocently asked Hianta.

"I can perfectly recall what you said," he nodded. "'Given we have to leave the dough to rest for thirty minutes, we could do something while we are waiting, Naruto-kun.'"

"And we should've stopped as soon as I put them in the oven." Hinata protested.

"That's exactly not what you were thinking back then."

He leaned forward to look at the weight the scale showed, but he couldn't help glancing at his wife biting her lower lip with force to prevent herself from smiling as the past events flashed in her mind.

"It's what I thought." He stood straight, but he never lost his smirk.

Naruto took the bowl full of sugar off of the scale and poured it in a bigger bowl before doing the exact same thing with the flour.

"But I believe that before I say this, you came to see me in the kitchen to distract me on purpose." Hinata added.

"Me?" innocently asked Naruto as he turned toward her.

"I can perfectly recall what you did," she nodded, miming him. "You were back from the garden after spending the whole afternoon under the sun. You came close to me and you asked me if I wanted to take a shower with you-"