or maybe he just doesn't remember the color of her panties.ezyls_girlJune 28 2010, 22:10:58 UTC
black lace, victoria's secret, no-stretch, the backing thin enough to ride up like a thong. like he could wear anything like this. which idiot sorted the laundry at the dry cleaner's today?
"is that a pair of panties?" ino asks him, and shikamaru feels a hole burn through the back of his shirt.
"um," he says.
"OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU."
"ino, wait, it's not--I mean, I--"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T BRING THE REST OF MY UNDERWEAR OVER, TOO. I HATE YOU."
Her warmth pressed against his; his hand covering hers. Her breath ghosted upon his ear when she leaned close, and the two would talk silently between the trees, sit comfortably together, and their breaths would mingle together in the cold distance where every breath would turn white.
The soft of her skin, the white beauty in her eyes, the determination she held. It was all for him. It was meant for him. He was her inspiration, her very idol, the one she watched closely, noticing details, worrying.
Shikamaru could only gaze back up at the fleeting clouds, watch them float by, and wish, with a small, wistful smile, that her efforts were for him instead.
Nn, I thought this was going to make me cry. I love one sided love. It kills me on the inside. Lovely, btw. Thank you! I wanna do a prompt for you, seriously.
Hm, I like the drama. It is so true. Everyone does leave Sakura. Thank you for this. I like KakaSaku, though it's not one of my OTPs. I'm glad you wrote this, it's cute and mournful.
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"is that a pair of panties?" ino asks him, and shikamaru feels a hole burn through the back of his shirt.
"um," he says.
"OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU."
"ino, wait, it's not--I mean, I--"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T BRING THE REST OF MY UNDERWEAR OVER, TOO. I HATE YOU."
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The soft of her skin, the white beauty in her eyes, the determination she held. It was all for him. It was meant for him. He was her inspiration, her very idol, the one she watched closely, noticing details, worrying.
Shikamaru could only gaze back up at the fleeting clouds, watch them float by, and wish, with a small, wistful smile, that her efforts were for him instead.
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Thank you.
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