midnightwhims:

Ugh… End of the year papers can break you, yet here I am.

Acting like I have time.

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Weak knees.

Sweaty palms.

Dry mouth, tight throat.

Hot room, hot place, hot, hot, hot.

Sasuke cleared his throat. He was leaned against the wall with his hands in his pocket. He didn’t know why he kept trying. He lost count of what attempt this was, but she never seemed to understand his intentions anyway. Still…maybe he wasn’t being clear enough. She obviously wasn’t the type to take hints, so if he could just come out and say he was asking her-

“Sasuke?”

He jerked, looking towards the door of the convenience store. Hinata was partially out, tugging large garbage bags with her. She was in uniform, smiling awkwardly at him. And like magic, his face was suddenly full of heat and color.

“Hinata,” he said calmly despite his heart betraying him.

“I thought it was you. What are you doing here?” She paused a beat. “And standing out in the sun. Look at you, you’re burning up.”

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freaking evil HInata! My stomach was all in knots this whole time POOR SASU-bae!