Title: Flavors
Author: squeakchan
Pairing: Kiba/Hinata
Fandom: Naruto
Themes: #28 - Wada Calcium CD3
Rating: G of fluff
Disclaimer: Not mine, Kishimoto Masashi's.
As far along as team eight had come since their start as genin, there were still times they came home busted up and in need of care. Such was the case with a certain Inuzuka boy, lying in his bed with express orders from his sister to not move, under any circumstances, or she’d beat the living hell out of him.
When he’d said it already had been, she’d warned him about being cheeky and locked the door behind her.
So when it unlocked later that day, he was ready and waiting with a retort that died on his lips when Hinata slipped into the room, shutting the door carefully behind her.
“H-how are you feeling, Kiba-kun?”
“’m fine,” he muttered, a bit sullenly, although he was glad to see his teammate. Hinata hadn’t been hurt, thankfully, and he could deal with a broken leg as long as he knew she was fine. “Been locked away. Nothing to do.”
“Sorry…” She moved a chair to sit beside his bed, hands fidgeting with something. He craned his neck to look, but her hands hid it too well. “I’m glad you’re alright though…”
He laughed a bit. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just pissed I gotta stay in here.” Hinata blushed a bit, still fidgeting with that whatever-it-was. Sick of not being able to see it, Kiba finally asked about it. “What’re you holding?”
“Oh, this?” Her hands stopped, but he still couldn’t see it. “Ah, um… Because you hurt your leg, I thought…” Again with the fidgeting, although it lasted only a few seconds before she stilled, determination overriding the nervousness in her scent. “I thought it might help. It’s some sort of calcium pill, and since you hurt your bone…”
Kiba smiled at her wide enough that his fangs showed. “You’re the best. Sure, I’ll try it.” Anything to help get him out of this. And anything from Hinata was a good thing in his book.
He managed to sit up a bit as she stood and moved closer, opening the jar and taking out a pill. There wasn’t any water, but he’d taken pills without it before. Hesitating only briefly, Hinata handed him the pill, and he swallowed it quickly, grimacing almost right away.
“Ah, s-sorry. Does it taste bad…?”
“A bit, yeah.” Ungodly awful. “’Cept…” He urged her closer, and she leaned in, brow creased in worry. With a feral grin, Kiba kissed her, the touch lasting only a second before she pulled away in surprise. “Now it tastes just fine.”
Her cheeks bright red, Hinata sat back down, turning the bottle over in her hands as she tried to work through her embarrassment. Kiba sat back to watch her, smiling brightly.
She was cute all the time, but definitely cutest when she blushed.