Credit to @makeshiftlove. Check out the art! Thank you Keet!
With his back on a tree, his head bobbed as he was just about to fall asleep. Team 10 was resting on the way back to Konohagakure after completing a mission. Dutifully and naturally, Chouji volunteered to search for food at the nearby village.
"Tch. Why is it so hard to take a nap?" Shikamaru fumed, switching positions from the tree to tossing and turning on the grassy, uneven ground.
Ino had been watching him, "Yeah. It's weird. Usually you'd fall asleep immediately."
Letting out a gigantic sigh closer to a groan, he sat up, massaging his aching shoulder and neck like an old man.
“JI-JI.” She snorted, could not help a snide remark of his action. Haha, old man.
A click from his mouth and a stare darted from his eyes muted her instantly.
"I-NO." The drag on the first syllable of her name was typical whenever he was irritated of her.
There was a pause, before he sniffed, "Your lap."
"WHAT?!" The exclamation was as dramatic as her aggravated look.
A younger Ino would explode furiously; it was such a ridiculous idea - well, maybe not if Sasuke or Sai asked for it, she would not mind them at all.
But Shikamaru? Pfft. NEVER. Not in a million years.
But since Asuma's death, he had been emotionally and mentally dependent on her, without him realizing it.
Actually more like, clingy.
She had known him all her life and in that shared grief of losing their sensei, her heart mellowed to him.
"Fine. Here." She gave in with an annoying tone.
Comfortably kneeling on the carpet of grass, she brushed the debris off her purple skirt and observed him as he wriggled over, his head quickly finding comfort in the plushiness of her thighs. A long contented sigh followed, the back of his hand covering his eyes and forehead. His body relaxed, as the weight of his head settled on her lap.
As hot as the sun, a tingling heat seeped up Ino’s ears.
"I'm glad you took my advice.”
"To put on some weight. That way..." slightly uncovering his brown eyes - coy and teasing, he smirked, "You'll get curves where it matters." He nestled his head like it belong there, and in less than a minute, he was snoring.
"Shi-ka-maru...!" she chaffed. Her cheeks betrayed her though, washing up a bright pink shade. In her stomach, the butterflies found their wings and fluttered uncontrollably.
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