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"Are you sure you can handle it?" Hinata asked for the hundredth time as she lingered at the door.
"Yes, I'm sure," Naruto laughed as he bounced Boruto on his hip. "I think I can handle him by myself for a few hours."
"He might cry when I leave…" she warned.
"Or he might have the best time ever with me and I'll become his new favorite!" he countered with a cheeky grin.
Hinata rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smile that spread across her lips. "That is very unlikely. He's quite the momma's boy."
"Get out here already and go run your errands. I'll call you if I need anything," Naruto promised and proceeded to push her out the door. He used Boruto's tiny hand to wave at her, even as his big blue eyes watched her longingly. "Say goodbye, Mommy."
The moment the door closed behind her, she could hear Boruto wailing, but Hinata just chuckled to herself. Naruto swore he could handle it and she wouldn't be gone for long.
After she ran the errands she told Naruto about, there was one more stop Hinata had to make.
She loitered outside the main entrance of the Bureau of Investigation's headquarters, absently twirling her midnight locks as she intently watched the doors. A sinister smirk played at her lips when a particular redhead walked out of the building.
Hinata schooled her features into a friendly expression as she skipped up to the girl and called, "Hey, Sara!"
The redhead turned and stared at her a moment, apparent confusion written all over her face. "Hi, uhh, who are you?"
"Hinata Hyuuga."
Sara's eyes widened with shocked recognition. "The art thief!?"
"Alleged art thief," Hinata corrected with a tight-lipped smile. "Walk with me."
Without waiting for a reply, she looped her arm around Sara's and began walking down the street with no particular destination in mind. "You seem like a sweet girl, so I'll give you a little piece of advice: break up with Naruto or you're going to get hurt."
Sara reared her head back, obviously jarred by the seemingly out-of-the-blue suggestion. "Excuse you?!"
"Sara, I guarantee that he is fully prepared to fuck me, and I haven't even been trying," Hinata told her. "Do you want to see what happens when I do try?"
"Shut up! You're lying!" Sara yelled as she tore her arm from Hinata's and fixed her with a harsh glare. "Naruto is a good guy, he would never be involved with someone like you!"
"Oh silly, naive little Sara," Hinata sighed, but then her expression grew killer as she slipped on a pair of dark sunglasses. "You do not want to play this game with me."
She turned around and sauntered away, leaving Sara reeling.
When Hinata returned to Naruto's apartment that evening, she walked in to find Naruto sitting in front of Boruto's highchair, both of them shirtless and covered in strawberry yogurt.
Pale eyes met blue and Hinata and Naruto silently blinked at each other for a moment.
"Where are his clothes?" Hinata asked, her hand covered her mouth to contain her giggles. The scene before her was just too adorable.
"Well, I, uh… I didn't want them to get dirty," Naruto explained with a nervous smile.
"Okay, so then why aren't you wearing clothes either?"
Naruto looked down at his bare chest as if just remembering his current state of undress. "Same reason."
With a chuckle and a shake of her head, Hinata dropped her bag and made her way into the kitchen. She grabbed a fresh white washcloth and ran it under some hot water.
"How was your day?" she asked softly, wringing out the cloth.
"Really great actually, Chief Kakashi called and let me know that I can come back to work next week!" Hinata hummed her acknowledgement as she approached him. "I mean honestly my punishment wasn't even really that bad, two weeks of suspension for…" Naruto trailed off when he lost his train of thought.
For some reason, his breathing grew shallow as she quietly began wiping the damp washcloth over his chest. He almost expected her to touch him inappropriately and he found himself a little disappointed when she didn't.
Even so, her movements somehow felt intimate or maybe it was the eye contact.
The way she stared into his eyes as she softly dragged the warm cloth over his skin made him light-headed. Naruto was too mesmerized by her opal gaze to notice her slowly inching closer, but when her lips met his in a soft kiss, he found himself washed up in her gentle affections.
His eyes fluttered closed as their kiss grew in intensity. His palms languidly slid down the curve of her back and groped her round bottom. Naruto relished the sigh she exhaled against his lips before her tongue slipped into his mouth. Her taste was so familiar, he craved it like no other.
Naruto whimpered as she pulled away and his lips followed hers seeking more of her delicious kisses. When his blue eyes fluttered open, he found a rather amused Hinata rinsing her washcloth before she began wiping off Boruto's messy hands.
His cheeks flushed with sudden embarrassment, he forgot Boruto was sitting there. He didn't mean to kiss Hinata like that in front of his son.
His fingers reached up to touch his tingling lips. Actually, he didn't mean to kiss her at all.
Fuck. Why did he let that happen?
"I'm going to give Boruto a bath and put him to bed," Hinata told him as she picked the boy up out of his high chair. "You might want to take a shower, too."
Naruto just nodded as she sauntered off toward the bathroom, but the nonchalant way she spoke had him questioning if he had just imagined that entire kiss.
He silently cleaned up his and Boruto's mess and wiped down the counters, lost in his own thoughts.
After stripping down, Naruto stepped into the shower letting the steaming water soothe his muscles. He was surprisingly tired. Boruto was a high energy little boy, but he didn't realize how exhausting it would be tending to him alone all day. It was truly a wonder that Hinata had taken care of him all by herself for so long.
As he stood under the warm spray, the mirrors fogged up and his mind soon wandered back to his steamy kiss with Hinata and what he might have done if she hadn't pulled away.
The vivid mental images of his lips traversing her bare, creamy skin had him getting hard. He could easily imagine the way she would mewl and moan at the attention he gave her. Suddenly, his relaxed body was fully awake and growing more eager by the second.
He was so tense with sexual frustration, he was tempted to reach between his legs and stroke his aching cock.
A sigh escaped his lips at the feeling of soft hands on his shoulders, thumbs digging into his muscles and kneading out the tension. "That feels really good," he breathed.
"I can think of something that will feel even better," Hinata purred as her palms sensually trailed down his wet chest.
Urgent blue eyes shot open when Naruto suddenly remembered he was naked in the shower.
"Hinata?!" He spun around so quickly, he had to steady himself with a hand on the shower wall. His lips parted with a quiet gasp as his blue gaze traced down her naked body. Her pale curves were dripping wet and just as tempting as his fantasy a few moments ago. "Wh-What are you doing in here?"
A better question may have been 'how the fuck did you sneak into my shower without me noticing?!' but Naruto just couldn't think straight when she stared up at him with those naughty opal eyes.
He inhaled a shuddering breath when she closed the small distance between them, pressing her slick body against his own and nuzzled against his neck. His eyes fell closed and a needy groan rumbled in his chest as she trailed hot kisses down his neck.
"I just want to show you how much I appreciate all your help taking care of Boruto this week," she told him in a husky whisper as she dragged her soft lips over his racing pulse. "Will you let me show you?"
He was ashamed for how much he yearned for her wandering hands to wrap around his stiff cock. When her lips suddenly disappeared, his hazy blue eyes fluttered open to find Hinata sinking to her knees in front of him.
His stomach flipped in hungry anticipation watching her tongue swipe over her plump lips.
It was like he had been eating clean for two straight years and then the most delectable, most tempting piece of chocolate cake presented herself in front of him.
He knew she was bad for him. He knew giving in might set back his progress and have him craving chocolate cake everyday like he once did, but even those warnings his brain screamed didn't stop him.
He wanted to indulge in her like he used to.
Suddenly, that seemingly distant memory of the euphoria he felt when he was with her, when he was buried inside her tight warmth, savoring each breathy moan that spilled from her lips, shoved its way to the forefront of his mind.
He could have her again.
He could feel like that again.
Hinata still wanted him, and fucking hell, he never stopped wanting her. Maybe she was right, maybe he was obsessed with her.
Her nails clawed up his thighs, causing a pleasant stirring in his core as she gazed up at him with lusty pale eyes, waiting for his confirmation. His hardened cock twitched, begging to let her pleasure him.
He should tell her he can't.
He should tell her he's in a relationship with another woman.
"Please~" Naruto heard himself sigh instead. He was so mad at himself for the five seconds it took her to wrap her hand around his cock, but the moment she dragged her hot tongue up his firm length it seemed his mind went completely blank.
Hinata made heated eye contact with him as she lavished his throbbing cock with sloppy kisses, before slowly guiding him to her mouth. Naruto tossed his head back with a pleasantly tortured moan the moment his cock was engulfed in the blissful wet heat of her mouth.
Her hand worked in tandem with her lips, stroking his shaft while she slobbered all over his length, making such wet, lewd noises as she sucked his hard cock with so much enthusiasm. The hot shower continued to fill the room with steam as his lust clouded brain had trouble focusing on anything but the pleasure she provided.
Naruto could already feel the tension in his core mounting as Hinata glanced up at him through the fringe of her bangs. His attention fell to her pouty lips. Pink, swollen, and dribbling with spit.
"Your cock is just as tasty as I remembered, daddy," she cooed.
"Fuck~" Naruto groaned as he braced himself against the shower wall. "You gotta stop calling me that."
He almost forgot how filthy her mouth was. The dirty talk she purred in his ear was half the reason he had succumbed to her that very first time. It was like she could read his mind and decided to act out all his most sinful, self-indulgent fantasies.
"Why?" Hinata asked, her voice a mockery of innocence. "I think you like it."
His entire body shuddered as her wet tongue flicked over his sensitive tip. "I think you should stop lying, and tell me exactly what you want."
"Oh my god," Naruto whined between clenched teeth. Her hand leisurely stroked his throbbing cock as she stared up at him waiting for a reply. His brow pinched in frustration as his self-restraint dwindled. "I want… ugh... I want to fuck you so bad."
He was immediately rewarded for his little confession with a wet drag of her tongue up his shaft. He sighed as she took him in her mouth again, bobbing up and down his length, slurping and sucking his stiff cock.
"Oh, fuck~" he moaned. The tension in his core coiled tighter with each swirl of her skilled tongue. Naruto threaded his fingers through her silky dark hair, holding it back so as to not obstruct the sinful view of her worshipping his cock.
She moaned as he slid deeper into the tight warmth of her throat, the vibrations rumbling around his stiff member sent a pleasant shiver throughout his body. The way she was gagging around his cock made his pride swell and his heart race.
He felt himself climbing higher and higher, but just when he was about to reach that blissful peak, her mouth disappeared and left him on the edge. His breath was shallow and his body was tense, begging for release, as Hinata reached behind him and turned off the shower.
"If you want to fuck me so bad, then do it," she urged in a low voice before stepping out of the shower and stealing the towel Naruto had laid out for himself.
He watched her for a moment as she gently patted the towel over her pale curves. His palms twitched, eager to get his hands on her.
Hinata peeked over her shoulder at him with a smirk and a hint of mischief swirling behind her opal eyes. The moment her gaze met his, Naruto could feel the last vestiges of his self-control fade away.
He hopped out of the shower and Hinata giggled as he practically tackled her onto his bed. He was still soaking wet, but he didn't care.
He didn't care about anything but having her.
His mouth was on hers in a hungry, urgent kiss. The feeling of her soft, milky curves underneath the heated touch of his groping hands had Naruto questioning why he ever tried to deny her.
His lips trailed down her pale neck, kissing her full breasts and sucking on her pale flesh. Hinata arched her back into him with a desperate moan as his hot tongue flicked over her hardened nipple. His fingers teased the other, sending jolts of painful pleasure to her needy center.
The soft pleasured sounds that erupted from her lips was the soundtrack to his every dirty fantasy and he greedily wanted more. His eager hand wandered down her stomach and slipped between her quivering thighs.
Naruto groaned against her skin when he discovered how aroused she already was for him. Two fingers bathed in her silky juices as they traced over her wet slit, eliciting the sweetest little sighs. Her hands tangled into his damp hair as her hips rocked against his exploring digits.
"Oooh!~" she mewled breathlessly as he slipped his fingers into her tight pussy, stroking that spot that drove her wild. Hinata pulled his hair, sputtering out quiet gasps as he circled her swollen clit and drove her closer to the edge.
"I thought you wanted to fuck me, not tease me all night," she husked. Lusty blue eyes snapped up to meet her pale gaze, somehow even more aroused by the challenge in her voice.
Naruto knew exactly how she wanted to be taken. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, watching as her flushed chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. The sinful sight of her pale thighs spread, her impatient body writhing beneath him was intoxicating.
His hand reached between their heated bodies, stroking his length as the other held firmly to her wrists. Naruto stared into her hazy, half-lidded eyes as he dragged his cock between her damp folds, relishing in the soft, breathy whimpers and moans that spilled from her lips.
He fantasized about this moment too many times in the last two years, the moment he would finally have her again. Her naughty opal eyes had haunted his dreams, reminding him of the control she held over him.
"Why do you always do this to me?" Naruto sighed as he aligned himself with her slick entrance. Her hips jumped up to meet his, silently begging for him to sink inside her tight warmth.
"Because you love it," Hinata purred in reply. He hated how right she was, how much he had always craved her sweet torture.
He smashed his lips against hers swallowing the wanton moan that tore from her throat as he slowly buried his thick cock inside her core. Her wet heat gripped his length so blissfully tight he had to hold himself back or risk coming too soon.
The memories of her seemed to pale in comparison to the euphoria of this moment.
In the back of his mind, Naruto recognized he was cheating on his girlfriend. Honestly, maybe every interaction he had with Hinata might be considered cheating due to how intensely he desired her.
He always made excuses for himself, saying Hinata was doing this to him, but the reality was he barely even tried to resist her.
Naruto didn't know why the lines between right and wrong felt so blurry when he was with Hinata. He told himself every single time, being with her was so wrong, but if that was really true then why did it always feel so right?
Why did her body fit so perfectly with his? Why did every touch feel so electric?
It was like no matter the circumstances he had to have her any time he could, consequences be damned.
With a breathless groan, Naruto slowly pulled out before plunging back in, finding a steady rhythm. His grip on her wrists tightened when Hinata wrapped her legs around his trim waist. Her hips soon began rocking up to meet his, deepening each thrust and heightening their pleasure.
She mewled a combination of curses and praises as he filled her with his hard cock again and again. Naruto buried his face in her neck, panting harsh breaths against her skin from his arduous pace. He kind of loved that she smelt like his house, like she fit right in, like she belonged there.
"I missed you," Hinata whimpered breathlessly against his ear and his pace faltered.
"What?" he pulled back to search her face, wondering if he misheard her, but she refused to meet his gaze.
Her cheeks were an adorably rosy hue, seemingly embarrassed by her sentimental outburst. "I-I said, I missed your big cock."
Naruto had to fight the smile that threatened his lips, deciding to believe both were true.
"I missed you too," Naruto whispered before pressing his lips to hers in a tender kiss that slowly grew in intensity as he resumed his previous pace. She playfully nipped at his bottom lip, making his skin prickle with arousal and spurred him on.
He released her wrists in favor of grabbing her waist. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her generous hips as he continued pounding into her tight pussy, pouring all of his repressed desire into her. Hinata slipped her tongue into his mouth, lavishing him with hot, sloppy kisses. Her nails clawed down his muscled back as his thrusting hips slammed into her again and again. Her body was growing more tense as she moaned against his lips.
Naruto could feel the pressure tightening in his core with each vigorous thrust, but it felt too good to stop. He slammed into her with animalistic fervor until she was crying out his name between gasps of breath.
The feeling of her moist walls pulsing around his length, the sound of her breathless praise, and the sight of her lips parting in a silent scream as orgasm tore through her body was too much for him to handle.
He climbed higher and higher with each snap of his hips until that familiar wave of euphoria crashed over him like a tsunami. Naruto exhaled a throaty groan as he spilled his release inside her tight warmth.
Hinata's eyes remained closed as he hovered over her for a few quiet moments. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, observing the satisfied glow on her cheeks. Naruto leaned over, placing a soft kiss on her forehead before he rolled over and settled beside her on the bed.
Their rapid heart rates attempted to return to normal as they laid there soaking in their post-coital glow. The sheets were still a little wet from Naruto jumping in bed straight from the shower, but neither seemed to mind. His heart fluttered when she snuggled up against him, and he instinctively squeezed her close before pulling a blanket over them.
There was a calmness that washed over him as he slowly drifted to sleep knowing that Hinata would be there when he woke.
Naruto found himself slowly gaining consciousness. His body was still humming from his earlier release as bleary blue eyes glanced over toward the window. The dark sky implied it was still the middle of the night and Naruto breathed a sigh of relief, he wasn't quite ready to get up yet.
He reached over to the other side of the bed to pull Hinata close and snuggle with her until morning. But his hand was met with nothing but cold sheets.
No way.
His eyes shot open to confirm what he already knew was true.
Hinata was gone.
No way. No fucking way!
Did Hinata actually have sex with him just to run away again?!
How could she do this to him?! AGAIN?!
Naruto tore the sheets off his body and rolled out of bed. There wasn't even a note this time. His heart was pounding against his chest and his face was growing hot, and he couldn't tell if it was anger or genuine heartache.
He couldn't believe she would hurt him like this again. To disappear on him and take Boruto.
Boruto!
Naruto stormed into the guest room where his son slept, urgently ripping open the door.
"Whoa, where's the fire?" Hinata asked in a teasing whisper. She was standing in the dark, rocking Boruto back and forth as he guzzled down a bottle of warm milk.
His body visibly relaxed as relief washed over him with a tired sigh.
Naruto found himself slowly approaching her from behind and wrapping his arms around her as if to make sure she was real, that she wouldn't just slip through his fingers and vanish.
He rested his chin on his shoulder and Hinata nuzzled her cheek against him. "You okay?" she whispered.
"I'm okay now," Naruto replied with a soft nod. He was afraid that if he confessed his fears she might tease him, and well, he wasn't quite sure if he could articulate how relieved he felt the moment he saw her.
Naruto glanced over her shoulder at Boruto, his eyes seemed so heavy and yet the tenacious little guy fought sleep with all his might.
"I thought you said he sleeps through the night."
"He usually does, but sometimes changes in his routine can upset stuff like that," Hinata told him as she traced her finger over Boruto's cheek. Naruto's arms tightened around her, pulling her back against his chest in a warm hug.
"You're a good mom," he breathed against her neck and a soft smile spread across her lips. Hinata was thankful the darkness of the room concealed the blush that suddenly colored her cheeks. "Let me rock him, you go back to sleep."
"Are you sure?" she asked as she peeked at him over her shoulder.
"I know you always had to do everything alone, but if… if you stay here in Konoha, I'll help you, I promise," Naruto vowed, his earnest blue eyes gazing into hers. "I want to be there for you, for both of you."
After his scare the night before and the joyful relief he felt in the morning when he woke up with Hinata in his arms, Naruto stopped thinking so hard about it and instead just let himself enjoy her presence and affection.
He found himself more than tolerating it, in fact he began initiating, allowing himself to reach for her whenever he felt compelled to hold her hand or pressing a kiss to her cheek just to remind her he was so grateful she and Boruto were there.
That evening after putting Boruto to sleep, the pair settled on the living room couch and it wasn't long before Naruto found himself dozing off. His body stretched over the length of the couch and his head rested on Hinata's wonderfully soft, pillowy breasts as she gently ran her fingers through his hair.
Naruto's phone vibrated in his hand, but it wasn't enough to rouse him. With an intrigued eyebrow raised, Hinata peeled his fingers off the device just to see.
A new text. From Sara.
She swiped to open but his phone prompted her to enter a password. Hinata shook her head with an amused smile after guessing on the first try. One would think a detective like Naruto would pick a better password than his own birthday.
Sara: Hey baby! Do you think I can come over? I miss you!
Hinata scoffed at the pet name. Pale eyes glanced down at Naruto, his arms were wrapped around her waist and he wore a small smile as he held her tight with his face snuggled against her chest.
An evil little smirk spread across her lips deciding she would show Sara just whose 'baby' Naruto was before typing out a reply encouraging Sara to come over right now.
It was only about twenty minutes before Sara was letting herself into Naruto's apartment. Her eyes widened and her lips parted to say something, but Hinata was quick to shush her.
"Shh! They're asleep," she whispered before glancing down at Naruto. "I don't know why he's so tired, it's not like this bum even goes to work anymore."
Hinata lightly laughed at her own joke as Sara stared at them, completely dumbfounded by the position she found her boyfriend in. Hinata grabbed his shoulders and softly shook Naruto awake. His blue eyes fluttered open as he gave her a lazy smile.
"Hey, sorry, how long was I asleep?" His voice was sweet and raspy with sleep.
Hinata gently caressed his cheek, and he instinctively leaned into her touch. "Not long, but your friend just got here."
"My friend?" he asked with a furrowed brow and turned to find a fuming Sara glaring at the both of them. Naruto practically jumped out of Hinata's arms. "Sara! Hey! Wh-What are you doing here?"
"You said I could come over," Sara seethed. Blue eyes darted around the room, looking for his cell phone.
"Oops sorry, that must have been me who texted you," Hinata snickered and set his phone on the coffee table before crossing her legs and placing her hands in her lap.
Naruto gawked at her. Why the fuck would she do that?!
"You set this up!" Sara lunged at Hinata, but Naruto was quick to jump between them.
He honestly had no clue what Hinata had been up to over the last year or so but if she retained even half of her pre-pregnancy martial arts, she would definitely be able to beat Sara's ass and he would very much like to avoid that. "Hey! Hey! Let's all settle down!"
"Yeah, settle down, Sara," Hinata snarked.
"Naruto! Are you going to tell me what the hell is going on here!?"
Anxious blue eyes flickered from Sara to Hinata and back. His mouth opened but struggled to find an adequate explanation. "I'm a piece of shit," he mumbled.
Her fists clenched at his guilty expression. "Y-You slept with her, didn't you!?"
His heart ached at the way her voice cracked with evident hurt. Naruto knew himself. He knew how he was around Hinata. He knew he should've ended things with Sara before it got to this point, before she got hurt.
"I'm so sorry," he winced, because what else was he supposed to say? There was no justifying what he did.
"Sara, I told you to break up with Naruto or you'd get hurt, but you didn't listen and now look at what happened?" Hinata said smugly as she crossed her arms over his chest
"You did what?! When?!" Naruto balked, staring at Hinata with wide eyes as he held tight to a squirming Sara in his arms.
"You psycho bitch!" Sara screamed as angry tears fell down her cheeks. "I swear, I'll —"
Sara cut off her rant and all three turned their heads at the distant sound of crying.
"Great. Your shrieking woke my baby up," Hinata frowned as she stood up and marched down the hall to the guest room.
"Her baby?! What the hell, Naruto?! Why'd she bring her baby to your house!?"
"I'm sorry… fuck, I'm so sorry," Naruto muttered as he ran an exasperated hand through his hair. "I should have told you the truth from the beginning. It was just… I-I didn't know how to explain. I hadn't told anybody…"
"Told anybody what?" Sara questioned, but her gaze flickered over to Hinata as she returned to the living room with a teary eyed Boruto on her hip.
Sara's lips parted in a quiet gasp. "Oh my god."
One look at those big blue eyes and that blonde hair was all she needed to realize who Boruto's father was.
"Oh my god," she repeated under her breath as her hands pushed against Naruto's chest to free herself from his grasp. "That's why you let her go in Kiri…"
"It's just… it's complicated, okay? I really —"
"Naruto," Sara interjected, a stern expression on her face. "Just tell me it was a mistake. Tell me you regret it."
"What?" Naruto furrowed his brow. He wasn't sure if she meant sleeping with Hinata or if she meant Boruto.
"Tell me you regret being with her!"
His mouth opened but no words would come out. He wanted to make Sara feel better, but he couldn't truthfully tell her what she wanted to hear.
"The choice is simple!" she persisted impatiently. "Me or her!?"
"Her." He didn't even hesitate, he didn't even have to think about it and Sara's face fell in shocked disappointment.
"I'm sorry Sara, I like you, I do, but Hinata is just…" Naruto sighed. "She's something special to me... I-I can't even explain."
"For a second, I thought you would say you had to pick her because she's the mother of your child, but that's not it, is it?" Sara frowned. "You're in love with her, aren't you? You really risked your whole career just to protect her?"
His brows pinched together with a grimace. He didn't really have a rebuttal for that.
"Naruto! She's bad for you!" Sara cried. "She's a criminal! She'll only drag you down!"
Hinata averted her gaze to the floor as an unexpected guilty feeling churned in her stomach, fearing that just might be true. Naruto worked so hard to reach his goals and to have a life he could be proud of. He had a great job and a nice girlfriend, and she just came in and destroyed both those things for her own selfish reasons.
"I —" Hinata murmured, not quite sure what she should say.
"Then so be it," Naruto sighed and Hinata's gaze jerked in his direction. Both women stared at him with wide eyes. "I don't expect you to understand."
Sara shook her head sadly. "Just so you know, I won't be around when you come to your senses."
"I really am sorry that this was how things ended between us. I never meant to hurt you," he said earnestly. But his apology seemed to fall on deaf ears as Sara rolled her eyes and stormed out of his apartment.
Naruto winced at the way she loudly slammed the door behind her, but he figured he probably deserved much worse for what he had done. His shoulders slumped, he had never been so emotionally exhausted from such a short interaction.
"Ugh, I thought she'd never leave," Hinata groaned. Naruto glanced over his shoulder to shoot her a mean glare.
"I'm mad at you," he declared seriously. The fact that she would use his phone to text his now-ex girlfriend to come over, just so she could witness his infidelity was really next level crazy.
"Yeah, but you still love me."
He left his back to her as he pouted and crossed his arms over his chest, debating how exactly he was going to deal with the mess he made for himself. On top of his suspension, he would now have to worry about his colleagues at the Bureau gossiping about his and Sara's break up.
"Naruto…" He turned around at the uncharacteristic tremble in Hinata's voice, surprised to find big tears pooling in her opal eyes. "Thanks for choosing us," she mumbled as she squeezed a sleepy Boruto a little tighter.
His expression softened as he crossed the room to pull both of them into a big hug. Naruto rested his head against her hair and confessed, "it was never a choice. It was always you."