𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙢𝙖 𝙐𝙯𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞.

"Makes sense." He nods, turning the corner before entering the restaurant.

No this is THIQQ

He blinked. "Since when?" To his knowledge all she ever ate were those fruit jello cup things. Odd.

"A restaurant my parents went to regularly before I was born. I went a few times as a child but not incredibly often. Mom made ramen significantly better. It's called Ramen Ichiraku."

He shrugged. "I figured." He wasn't good at being very nice. Based off his tone of voice. But his actions showed he was trying.

"I'm going for lunch. C'mon." He rolled his eyes and gave a follow me motion before walking away.

"Right." Sometimes she acts like she's in a romance novel, he swears.

He blinked in surprise. This was very unexpected. But he didn't mind. "I appreciate that, Sakura."

"Not quite overbearing. I was just annoyed by the fact I was argued over like a toy of some sort. Regularly." Hinata had said similar. He'll see if they're right. Or if it's only one of them. Or neither.

He wanted to be annoyed by Sakura. Hinata as well. And while he was...he couldn't help but also not be. They just found him attractive and there was nothing wrong with that. They were attractive. He just wished they wouldn't argue over him. Maybe he should be nicer? "I see."

It's him. Why the fuck does she need to know?

Of course he did. He's on high alert when it comes to her and Hinata. So that they don't argue over him. "Did you follow me?"

Oh no. "What?"

"Why?"

"You say that as if I wear shirts."

"Yeah Yeah."

"Well, what?"

|| Funny

No you dumb fuck