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@uminosclassroom
How adorable are you?
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
Nonverbal RP Starters
“Shut up!” Iruka isn’t sure if she said anything in the first place, though he can feel her hand on his shoulder. It’s not like him to lash out like this, or to tremble underneath her hand the way he is.
Right now they’re in the barracks, inside Iruka’s dingy, standard-issue apartment. He has no need to wear his mask right now, but he reaches for it anyway. One minute, they’re laughing as Iruka unlocks the door, and in the next second he freezes and his breaths come fast and shallow. He doesn’t understand why there’s so much blood, and why nothing he does will make the screaming stop. As soon as the episode starts, it stops. At best, a full thirty seconds has gone by. His breathing starts to normalize. His stance relaxes. Iruka removes his mask, hesitantly returning it to his spot on the counter. He knows Chitose noticed, the whole thing was obvious, even if he can’t completely cobble together a narrative for what just happened. His only hope is that she takes pity on him--or knows when it’s better to keep her mouth shut. Iruka turns back to her cautiously, rubbing at the back of his neck with one hand. “Sorry-- I’m sorry--that was rude of me. Let me grab you those muffins I promised you.”
kakumeinoshippai:
Now he’s humming, closing his eyes, and more or less tucking himself in. Thoughts like being caught are frivolous and can’t occupy his mind now. He has Iruka, and that’s what matters.
Iruka likes when Sasuke is like this. It makes it hard to pull away, because he wants to stay like this too. He would rather they got to do this at home, where Iruka didn’t have to worry about anything else, though. After a minute or so Iruka starts pulling away slowly, giving Sasuke another kiss to the top of his head to placate him.
kakumeinoshippai:
That….
That helps, a lot. It sinks in that Iruka didn’t try to do it maliciously. But he’s not about to let him escape so easy, reaching for Iruka’s hand, and leaning his head into Iruka’s chest.
Knowing their luck this is the exact moment someone is going to barge in or the village is going to go up in flames, so Iruka can’t help looking around, listening for anyone nearby. This isn’t exactly office-appropriate behavior. Still, Iruka tucks his papers under his arm, so he can use his now-free hand to pat Sasuke’s head.
kakumeinoshippai:
Great. Now it’s his fault for upsetting Iruka in the end. Sasuke sighs heavily.
Whatever. He’ll go back to his work.
Hopefully, if Iruka just gives Sasuke a few minutes he’ll settle down again. He is done with this stack of forms for now, so he just needs to head over to Sasuke’s side of the office to file them. They’re alone so...Iruka bends down to give Sasuke a quick kiss on the top of his head while he works.
kakumeinoshippai:
Oh.
That abates his anger… for the most part.
“I didn’t like it. Don’t do it again.” It felt like an unwarranted punishment.
“Oh. Alright, sorry.” The disappointment shows in his face, but he turns back to his work.
kakumeinoshippai:
“Why did you trick me. What did I do.”
“What did you-? You didn’t do anything. It’s a prank. It’s April Fool’s Day.” So this was about the water. Did he not pay attention to the date? They have to write the date on every other document so that seems unlikely.
kakumeinoshippai:
“Why.” Why would you do that, Iruka. What great sin has he committed today, that warrants this??
“Why...what? The water?” Iruka is still confused, and it shows in his voice and expression. It’s the only thing he can really think of, but the reaction seems too extreme.
@kakumeinoshippai continued from here
Iruka has a lot of explaining to do. What did he do? All he’s done is his work!
Fine, he won’t explain himself either. Just shove the glass aside with a silent huff, and try to continue with his work.
That was a more dramatic reaction than Iruka was expecting...and not in a good way. Maybe it’s not about the water at all. “Is everything okay?”
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Like This For a Prank From Iruka
“HI IRUKA ILY2”
Little things like this really shouldn’t make him cry. Naruto is just being silly. Iruka’s eyes water anyway. He laughs it off, rubbing at the back of his neck with his hand, though he can’t quite meet Naruto’s eyes.
“I love you too, Naruto,” he answers casually.
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HI IRUKA ILY
“Me? I—thank you. I don’t know what to say.” He taught many great heroes who earn themselves praise and admiration from strangers, but Iruka is not one of those people.
ok but like people think that PTSD is all flashbacks and melt downs but what about the constant feeling of paranoia and being scared to be alone but scared to be by others and nothing feeling safe no matter where you are