HashiMada One Shots

Motives

It's storming outside. Hashirama is with Madara and they're home, peacefully doing some paperworks. Yet Hashirama is losing his mind, not because of the paperworks, but because of Madara.

Fluff. Some NSFW content.

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Konoha was rarely visited by storms. However, if one does occur, it usually stays for several days. The sky would be very dark and heavy rain would pour almost nonstop. Not a single person would dare to go outside and walk on the streets and even almost all establishments would be closed.

Just like today.

Hashirama was in his home. It was storming outside and he didn't need to go to the Hokage Tower, but that didn't mean that he did not have to work. Tobirama made sure that no time would be wasted—before the storm hit Konoha yesterday, he took home all the bunch of paperworks on Hashirama's desk. There was really no escaping Tobirama, much to his older brother's dismay.

Luckily, Madara was with him. The Uchiha went to the Senju Compound last night to hand him a report because he didn't see Hashirama in the Hokage's office. The rain poured heavily with occasional thunders and lightning when he was about to leave and go home and so, Hashirama insisted he should stay for the night instead.

Madara wasn't afraid of any thunder or lightning and he knew he could go home safely, but he also knew that Izuna would scold him for being that stubborn so as to walk outside under this serious weather.

In other words, Madara stayed.

It's almost midnight now. He and Hashirama was sitting on the couch in the living room, a scroll in hand and a pen in the other. Hashirama decided to move here from his home office when he felt his shoulders stiffen due to several hours of sitting. Madara was the sitting beside him on the couch, helping him with the paperworks.

Madara's full attention was on the scroll he was holding. On the other hand, Hashirama couldn't concentrate on what he's doing. It was probably due to the fact that his boyfriend was sitting beside him, wearing his—Hashirama's—clothes and looks very...irresistible.

Hashirama stole a few glances. He wasn't sure if Madara was consciously biting and sucking his own lower lip, as if teasing him. Hashirama swore that if Madara would continue the said act, he might just lose control.

"Madara..." he called out rather breathlessly, effectively catching the Uchiha's attention.

Madara perked up and gave him a look which meant that he's listening.

"N—Nothing," Hasirama mumbled. Madara slightly raised a brow, but after a few seconds of quiescence, he decided to shrug it off. Both of them went back to what they're doing.

Almost half an hour passed in silence until Hashirama noticed that Madara was doing it again—sucking his own lower lip, which from the Senju's point of view was in a very seductive manner.

"Madara."

As if the whole 'biting his own lower lip' wasn't enough, Madara looked at him while he was tucking his hair behind his ear, giving Hashirama those captivating bedroom eyes.

Hashirama stopped breathing.

He wasn't sure if Madara was teasing him, but if he ever was, he's certainly succeeding.

He used to do that to Madara—tucking his hair behind his ear. Some of the unruly raven locks always covered a portion of Madara's face and Hashirama would tuck Madara's hair behind his ear so that he could see his face entirely. The Uchiha had always hated it though. He said he wasn't a girl who needed that kind of gesture.