One-Shots

Husband!Naruto x Reader (Lemon)

The clock in your living room blared as midnight struck, the noise waking you from your spot at the dining room table. You lifted your head from the polished wood, wiping away the slight hint of drool at the corner of your lips. 

"It's midnight already?" You mumbled to yourself, glancing around with red, tired eyes at your empty home. Your husband's food laid forgotten across from you, untouched and cold. A mixed heavy feeling brewed in your gut as the silence hit you harder than usual. The frustration hit first and harder than the depression.

"What's the fucking point of being married if I never see my husband?!" You growled under your breath, getting up to wrap and put away the dinner you made special just for him. You had half a mind to just toss it away, but you stared at the homemade ramen...tears brewing down your cheeks as you remembered your first date with the Hokage.

You both were just kids at the time, maybe twelve or thirteen, and he could only afford Ichiraku Ramen. You tried your best to memorize the flavor every time you went, even going by yourself when he was training with Master Jiraiya so you could impress him when he came back. Your lives were perfect together after the war...you married him finally and watched the person you love finally achieve his life long dream of becoming Hokage.

And then the work hit.

Suddenly the ability to train, go on missions, and even so much as eat together was cut short. You barely saw him anymore as he worked tirelessly in the Hokage mansion. You didn't want to sound selfish...but this wasn't the future you expected with the man you loved most...and you didn't know how much longer you could take these cold nights alone. 

The tears fell silently as you put the ramen in the refrigerator, looking at the pictures you had of you, Naruto, and your friends. There was a picture of team seven taken a month ago, Sakura with a slightly round belly as she was pregnant with her and Sasuke's first child. Ino with Sai, Choji, Shikamaru, their wives and you during the Wintertime...it was the dinner when Ino announced the name of Inojin, their son who was born soon after.

All of your friends were home every night with their husbands...round bellies ready for the next generation to come...

...and you were here, empty and alone. You slid with your back to the wall on the kitchen floor, crying into your hands while the heartache raged within your chest. How did things turn out this way? Why wasn't Naruto there to save you?

Your sobs muted the sound of the front door opening to your home, the blond man scratching his head as a tired groan left his lips. His blue eyes scanned the hallway leading to the kitchen where he heard your whimpers and quiet sobs. 

"(Y/n)?" He called out to you, immediately waking up as he rounded the corner to see you sitting on the floor, arms covering your face. Naruto's heart broke at the sight, having the feeling that he was the cause of your pain. 

"Babe...hey...look at me..." He called out to you to try and grasp your attention. His warm arms reached out for you, holding you against his muscular chest so the heat of his body could spread to yours. You took in his scent, pine and maple with a hint of musk, and reveled in it for the first time in forever. How could you forget what your own husband smelled like?

"Talk to me (y/n)...what's wrong?" You listened to his voice, the same one that told you he loved you when you both were just twelve years of age. 

"I...I miss you...I'm tired of spending every day alone...why does everyone else get to have a family and I have this...empty house?" You whimpered as you looked into his cerulean blue eyes. You saw the hurt in his expression, his eyebrows furrowing as he held you just a bit tighter than before. Naruto knew better than anyone what it was like to be so alone...and he forced his own wife, the love of his life, to feel that way. What kind of Hokage would he be if his own soulmate felt alone and hurt?