@foreaft said: five times kissed [ tenten ] !
meme | send me five times kissed for a drabble about five two times our muses kissed [ accepting ]
the first time, she leaned in. arms reaching up around him neck, pulling him down, forcing him into intimacy. he paused, his mouth awkwardly pursing to kiss her back, arms hovering at his sides unsure of what to do.
up until that point, their relationship has been casual. their current conversation was even casual. kankurō was simply detailing his recent missions, how he saved kiba’s life and how skillful yet humble suna shinobi were. tenten rolled her eyes as he talked, a sarcastic look in her eye, a smirk on her lips. this was how their time together usually went: one of them recalling the events of a recent missions the other sitting and listening, chiming in with encouragement or sarcastic insults while tinkering back and forth.
but something was different this time. this was the first time something was different.
at this point in their friendship, tenten would rip his puppets from his back, inspecting them and admiring them; chastising him for any wear and tear. this time, however, she ddn’t ask for them. didn’t even make a move for them. she just stood there and watched him. his eyes, his body, his lips.
if kankurō had been paying more attention, he might have expected that kiss but now here he was, hands slowly finding their way to her waist, pulling back with blushed cheeks and a dumbfounded expression. “uh..yea.”
the second time was not actually the second time. there were many times and missed times after the first time. this time just so happened to be three years later, outside of the suna entrance.
emotions were high. especially for kankurō. just hours earlier, he brother had lay dead, kankurō’s attempts at saving him futile. now, thanks to the aid of konoha, he could hold the entirety of his remaining family in his arms, swearing to whatever gods, forces, or lack there of, that he would protect them from now on. after the burial of lady chiyo and the continuous of the dog pile and group hug, it was time to say goodbye to the team from konoha. some goodbyes were private, which as preferred by all parties. kankurō and tenten snuck their way out of the crowd and towards a less noticeable path. tears still in his eyes, kankurō smiled at her the best he could, doing his best to appear his usual cocky self.
tenten knew that it was fake. she knew that he was scared and hurting. she knew he needed comfort regardless of the happy ending they all received. so she reached for him, and a landed a fist into his gut, pushing him back. it was her time to cry now.
although she couldn’t make it in time, she heard about what happened to him at the hand of sasori. how temari almost lost both her brothers in the same day. how she almost lost her boyfriend without even knowing. she screamed, demanding answers without giving him the opportunity to do so. the words poured out of her mouth, the fear, the uncertainty, the anger, the sadness. then she hugged him, wrapping her arms around his larger torso, a comfort they both needed right now. “i’m sorry.” he began, but she put him off with her lips, kissing him into silence. “shut up. just shut up.”
