If I Take Mine Off Before Telling Him He Gets All Pouty. Goes To The Bathroom And Immediately Takes The

If I take mine off before telling him he gets all pouty. Goes to the bathroom and immediately takes the nail polish off just his middle finger while glaring at me

Alma nd I paint each others nails 🥺

we make em match too— whatever colour he does I get on my middle finger and whatever colour I do he gets on his 🥺

Also, thinking about an arranged marriage with Suo. His family being very traditional and setting one up and and

Kenma likes sloppy seconds

For a while, some of the Bofurin aren’t sure why Sakura has a girlfriend or if he even likes you for that matter. He doesn’t seem to act very boyfriendly around you - he refuses to meet your eyes, he blushes like crazy, he doesn’t return your hugs or hold your hand. He grunted when you asked if he could win you prizes at gashapon, even though he did it right after.

“I mean I know the guy’s bashful but I don’t see him showing like any hint of affection at all!”

Suo had loomed over them like a sleep paralysis demon, smiling good-naturedly as he said “Well I suppose it’s a good thing their relationship isn’t there for you, then.”

They wisely stopped gossiping about it after that. However, a few months later they never questioned it again. A rival gang that had been making waves recently had decided Sakura had a nice target on his back as the leader of Bofurin. These guys were different than others they had chased out of town. They were cruel for cruelty’s sake. And they were good. Bloodthirsty. They grabbed you on the way home from your shift at work.

Sakura saw red. His fighting was chaotic and brutal. He didn’t stop until there were bodies around him. He knew that you wouldn’t have gone down without a fight, and that meant they had hurt you, and that was unforgivable.

When you finally were able to run across the abandoned warehouse to where he stood, bruised and bleeding, you jumped and flung yourself into his embrace. His face pushed into your neck, his arms nearly crushing your ribs with how hard he held you. He pulled away only to brush a hand across your face and ask frantically, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Once he confirmed that you weren’t too worse for wear, he crushed you to him, catching your lips and kissing you desperately before throwing his jacket around your shoulders.

That was when the guys got it. Sakura wasn’t embarrassed or unfeeling. He was private. And the affections of his relationship wasn’t for them.

“seein choji after so long… I missed u lil man. Togame don’t talk to me im mad at you”

*not even 5 minutes later*

“……….yeah I’d let him”