Warnings: Threesome, slash
Prompt: ANBU was exhausting for all of them, but for once in Hinata's life she would like to come home to something that couldn't possibly cause her death via nosebleed.
They were doing this to her on purpose, she knew they were. She also refused to admit she liked it. Nope. It was not sexy or appealing or any of those adjectives. Not at all.
Her roommates – who had recently become her boyfriends – were standing in the middle of their apartment. Naked.
Well, Shikamaru was covered with a towel in the kitchen; Sasuke was the one technically naked as he dried his thick hair. Dark eyes took in white with absolutely no shame. In fact, his brow rose as she stared at him like a zombie. Red started from her neck and rose to the tips of her ears and he continued to merely stare at her as if she were the one with the problem.
“Welcome back.” Instead of covering his lower extremities, he wrapped the towel around his neck and tilted his head. “Mission successful?”
Instead of responding, she bolted to her room and closed the door. Shikamaru sighed when he heard the lock click in place.
“This isn’t working.” The Nara turned to his boyfriend who was still not making an attempt to cover himself. “We should just quit while we’re ahead.” A yawn. “We got her to agree to date both of us, let’s just be happy with that.”
Snorting, the Uchiha began to walk towards the kitchen. “We haven’t tried everything.”
“Yes. We have.” The other male was given a look. “We’ve made out on the couch, did that cliché walk-in-while-in-the-shower...” he grimaced “I still can’t believe you talked me into that porn watching thing...”
The fallen avenger snorted. “You didn’t complain until Hinata freaked out. I told you we should just make our own video and give it to her...”
“No.” This was his fault. Had he been a stronger person and waited to sleep with his boyfriend said boyfriend wouldn’t be the current horny bastard that he was. With Hinata being the female of their relationship, Sasuke was all about ‘restoring his clan’ ever since he had lost his virginity. The guy was insatiable and Shikamaru wasn’t a super human like him and Naruto. Those two defied logic and the natural order of the world by merely existing.
The Uchiha shrugged. “There’s still the sex on the couch option...”
“No...just...” with a sigh he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was convinced that Sasuke was the type of person that needed more than one person in his life or he’d become some sort of obsessed sex fiend and screw anything with a hole. There were deeper reasons the Uchiha was like this but he was a guy and Shikamaru didn’t like delving too deep into things that were borderline girl-ish. “No. Why don’t we just –“
“Why don’t we just go to ‘Plan B’ then?”
Shikamaru ignored the fact that Sasuke had walked over to him and was now playing with his damp hair. He looked bored but the Nara knew better. When it came to the two people Sasuke was closest to, ‘bored’ was never an emotion he truly felt.
Now to address the problem with Sasuke’s ‘plan’. “There is no ‘Plan B’.” he muttered and Sasuke snorted again.
“There’s a ‘Plan B’, Shika. There’s always a ‘Plan B’. We discussed this.”
Not this time, Uchiha. “No, you came up with something you decided to call ‘Plan B’ and I told you that you were out of your mind. How about this? We skip ‘Plan B’ and go to ‘Plan C’. ‘Plan C’ being to just wait until Hinata’s ready.”
They stared at each other for a moment before Sasuke rolled his eyes. “That plan is stupid. I like mine better.”
Oh, for the love of... “Molesting –“
“Seducing.” He cut in.
“Hinata is not a plan, Uchiha.” Shikamaru continued, glaring.
“She’d like it. Everyone would walk away happier and you know it. If we wait until she’s ready we’ll be eighty before we ever get laid.”
He wasn’t going to admit that Sasuke was probably right. “Sasuke, you get laid every day you’re not on a mission.” And he really was going to start contemplating asking Tsunade to send him on solo missions because insatiable boyfriend with an obvious superiority complex wasn’t always fun. Even if the sex was good. Really good. Jutsu wasn’t the only thing the Sharingan could copy, apparently.
“Yeah, but I wouldn’t be with Hinata if I just wanted to have sex with you.” He muttered dryly and the Nara rolled his eyes.
“I’m starting to question why I’m with you.” He grumbled. “Pain in the ass...” he was cut off as he suddenly found himself pressed against the Uchiha’s hard frame as lips slid over his in a melting kiss. A warm hand slid up his chest as tongues explored.
Although Shikamaru was the taller male, Sasuke was the bulkier one. He was unsurprised when all of a sudden he had been propped up on the counter as hands slid up his legs to squeeze his behind. Grunting, he was pulled forward and a small shiver raced up his spine when they parted and the Uchiha’s tongue trailed up his neck.
Then, when they were breathless, he backed away, smirking. “That’s why you’re with me.” He told the other male as he walked into their shared bedroom and closed the door.
After a long moment the Nara finally slid off the counter, adjusting his towel. He knew why Sasuke had done that and he briefly debated on not indulging the bastard’s attempts to piss him off in an effort to get kinky sex.
But then he shrugged it off, because if not that, Sasuke would just do something else equally annoying to get what he wanted and he wasn’t in the mood. It was just easier to deal with the Uchiha’s insanity. After all, he had known what he was getting into...kind of.
About a month and a hospitalized Hinata later, Sasuke snapped.
Sasuke had been the last one to see Hinata off and while he didn’t show it, whenever the three of them were not on a mission together he worried. He would stop being so playful and would actually avoid their apartment for hours, if not days. He wouldn’t come back until the other person – or sometimes both of them – returned. The Nara knew it was because they were the only two who truly mattered to Sasuke and he was afraid of losing that. It was fear to an irrational level and perhaps it was one of the reasons why Shikamaru had allowed their relationship to become what it did.
The Uchiha could act all he wanted, but he cared deeply about them.
So when Hinata’s mission went a day past scheduled he had been in the Hokage’s office wanting to know if a recovery team needed to be sent and when. When he had been told to –basically – shove off; that had been a bad day for all involved. A seriously pissed off Uchiha was a very difficult Uchiha to control.
Three days into it and his boyfriend became snappish and irritable as he tried to pretend that he wasn’t affected by Hinata’s absence. A week and he had been about ready to commit mass murder until he was finally given some information to ease his mind.
When Hinata returned – unconscious and seriously injured – three days after that, Sasuke actually refused to go visit her. When she returned home even Shikamaru had been surprised when he found the other male locked in what had previously been his room that had been turned into more of a storage area. It hurt her but like Shikamaru she was observant and understanding; Sasuke wasn’t avoiding her because he didn’t care.
“Huh?” rolling over, Shikamaru looked over at his clock. “Sasuke? It’s...two in the morning...” Wake Up Shikamaru Time wasn’t for at least another eight to ten hours the Nara was sure.
“Get up.” His voice was hard “We’re going to Hinata’s room.”
“We are?” Groggy, he forced himself to crawl out of his sleepy haze due to how serious the Uchiha sounded. “Why?”
Instead of answering, the sheets were pulled back and then he was being carried fireman-style over to their girlfriend’s bedroom. He would have complained but that would have meant Sasuke would put him down and he’d have to walk.
A small squeak came from Hinata as Sasuke unceremoniously dumped Shikamaru on the bed beside her, waking her instantly. Before the two could ask him what his deal was an arm was around both of them as the Uchiha pulled them close, Hinata in the middle.
“We’re sleeping together from now on.” His tone left no room for argument as he buried his face in Hinata’s hair.
The Hyuuga and Nara looked at each other with surprise at first before smiling. It quickly faded when he spoke up again.
“Hinata, in the morning we’re starting Plan B.”
Confused, she blinked at Shikamaru. “Plan B...?”
“You’ll find out.” He wasn’t even going to go into it, too much of a headache. Instead he wrapped his arms around the two of them and closed his eyes. “A word of advice: I’d get a lot of sleep while you can if I were you.”