Tobirama Imagines

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Vomit

Anime/Manga: Naruto

Author: PalmitoAereJ

Genre: Random

Main Pairing: Tobirama x Reader

F/n-first name/reader's name

[Gender Neutral]
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Akamichi F/n, someone Tobirama would describe as.... well.... as someone who acts improperly.

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Cruel right? But at this point, it doesn't affect you as you've gotten used to it. Besides, Tobirama is your friend and you know he's just speaking his mind.

Well, the reason he says that is most likely because you're talkative and you eat ungracefully.

You're from the Akamichi Clan but oddly, you aren't... plump.... like the rest of your family. You had a lean frame despite eating large servings of food. Although your size doesn't bother you much as long as you get to eat delicious food.

And one day, you were able to convince (or rather nag) Tobirama to eat outside with you. And being the I-visited-a-lot-of- restaruant-so-I-know-the-real-deal you are, you went straight to the place you usually eat at.

And there, both of you sat side by side with a bowl of your favorite soup in front of you. You held the bowl with both your hands and drank. Putting it down with a contented sigh.

"Delicious isn't it?"-you asked your companion beside you and he hm-ed.

"Oh I know!"-you suddenly exclaimed, slamming a fist on your open palm. Tobirama looked at you in wonder at your sudden outburst.

"Let's have a match! Whoever finish most wins! The winner gets to ask one thing from the loser!"-you proposed and Tobirama arched an eyebrow before smirking.

"I'm afraid you'll lose, Akamichi"-he said egoistically that made your blood boil. And yes, he doesn't call you by your first name. At least not yet.

But back to the pressing matter at hand, you growled lowly.

"Gramps, another bowl please!"

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43 bowls to 41 bowls. And guess what - Tobirama finished 43 bowls. You lost.

Not only did you lose -which was a huge dent on your ego as an Akamichi- you also had a stomach ache. The side of your head propped on the table as you suppress the need to puke. You didn't want to waste the food you ate.

Tobirama smiled at you in amusement as he rested his cheeks on his palm, his elbow on the table.

"Can you walk back to your compound? "-he asks and you lifted you head from the table, trying to stand. Tobirama noticed your legs wobble so he stood and crouched in front of you.

"Hop on"

"Eh?!"

"Just do it."

Left with no choice, you reluctantly wrapped your arms around his neck. Both of you flinching at the contact.

You relaxed as he carried you, leaning your weight on him. Everything would've been romantic until you paled and-

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''Bleugh''

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you puked...... at Tobirama.