He gets home on a Wednesday night,

He gets home on a Wednesday night, flanked by his cute little genin, and the only thing he wants is to go home to his cute girlfriend.

But, since Izumi and Ai had both been injured on their mission, Naruto had to bring them to the hospital, and then, since Ryuji wouldn't leave his teammates, he had to not only walked two of them home, but three of them. Usually he wouldn't mind, really, he wouldn't, but it had been the most agonizing two weeks of his entire life, and all he wanted was a hot shower and to fall asleep with his girl in his arms.

So by the time he makes it home, Hinata is already in bed, the lights all shut off in the apartment. Naruto attempts to make things as quiet as possible, gathering his pajamas from the drawers in their room. He stubs his toe on the edge of the door when he leaves the room, and barely manages to supress the loud stream of curses that come bubbling forth.

He hops to the bathroom, scowling at his toe for being a nuisance, and then decides to have a bath instead of a shower. His muscles could use a good soak, and he has tomorrow off, so he could sleep as late as he wanted, and maybe convince Hinata to stay in bed a little longer too…

Stepping into the tub, he slides down until his mouth is covered by the warm water. His whole body relaxes into the water, and Naruto shuts his eyes, wondering how long he can sit here before the water begins to get cold. Probably quite a while, really, and the idea is very alluring—

One eye opens when he feels the air shift in the room. Hinata settles herself down beside the tub, eyes sleepy and face relaxed.

"Hello."

"Hey," he smiles, shifting so he'd sitting up in the tub, reaching over for a kiss. It's a bit sour from sleep, but he presses forward anyway, having missed her kisses the last two weeks.

She pulls away first, cheeks pleasantly flushes, eyes more awake than they were a few minutes ago.

"I hope I didn't wake you," he says while she reaches around him, grabbing the shampoo and squeezing some into her hand. "I know I wasn't exactly quiet when I stubbed my toe."

"Is that what you did? I was wondering," she laughs quietly, lathering the shampoo into his hair, nails scraping along his scalp. He purrs like a cat, to his embarrassment, but Hinata doesn't stop, she only does it more, reaching down to his hairline at the base of his neck, then dragging them back up. When he starts to push up into her hands like an actual cat, she drags her hand down his face, leaving soap suds dripping off his chin.

"Thanks a lot," he sticks his tongue out at her, pulling it back in when she moves to pinch it. "Hey, hey Hinata I'm not one of those little brats at the academy!" He teases, smearing his own handful of soap suds over her chest, grinning when her nipples harden through the material of her t-shirt.

Flushing, she sits up enough to press down on his shoulders, dunking him under water. It's not really worth it, seeing the look on his face, because she ends up getting soaked when he comes back up, shaking his head like a dog.

"A cat, a dog, what next?" She sighs, not missing the sharp edge of his grin. "Don't you dare, Naruto," she laughs, scrambling back on the tiles, trying to get away from his wandering hands. "I already showered."

His hand wraps around her ankle, impossibly warm, and Hinata flushes when he pulls her closer. She's glad she's only wearing pajama shorts, because her pajama pants would be soaked by now.

She knows she can break out of his hold easily, but she can't bring herself to. She's far too awake now to go back to sleep anytime soon and she's sure Naruto can tire her out.

Both her legs are in the tub now, and Naruto keeps pulling her up, hands pressed into her hips, lifting her over the ledge. She lunges when he does this, taking him by surprise.

Water sloshes out of the tub, onto the clean set of clothes Naruto had set out for himself, and her pajamas are soaked and more than a bit soapy. "You're such a nuisance."

"Well yeah," he shrugs, rubbing himself against her covered center. "But I'm your nuisance," he purrs, pulling her bottom lips between his, sucking it lightly. Hinata feels herself grinding down into him, warmth curling in the pit of her stomach.

"I guess," she says, eyes twinkling, mouth pressing back against his.