Valentine's Day kink: Straight up Smut!
Neji was a patient man. Waiting under cover of darkness or camouflage for an enemy's misstep was something he was accustomed to by now. Diligence, a vital skill for a shinobi. But somehow this was different. Anticipation was building at a rapid rate, threatening his carefully crafted calm. He waited for her at his kitchen table. They'd been lucky to find time to in the evenings to have dinner with each other. Both Hinata and her father were displeased when he'd moved into the small flat on the outskirts of the village but none protested. He'd selected a quiet and secluded place not far from the Hyuuga grounds. He knew if he'd remained, keeping the secret of their affair would be impossible.
It was already after six. She was late.