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Neji opened his eyes to sterile white
and bit back a groan at the pungent smell of chemicals as he sat up.
He turned to the side, hoping for something to break the monotony of
the room.
Unlike all of his previous stays at the
hospital, his bedside table was empty.
“Looking for something?” Tenten
asked. Seated on the visitor's chair, with bandages peeking out from
her collar, she stared at him with knowing eyes.
Neji didn't reply. There was no point
in trying to deny anything.
Tenten was always too sharp when it
came to him. “It's not like you even thanked him for all the
bouquets over the years,” Tenten said with a pointed look. “I
certainly wouldn't bother sending you anything more no matter how
injured you got.”
Neji turned his head back to the
ceiling, so that he wouldn't have to see the empty bedside table or
his unhelpful team-mate.
“You should be more honest, Neji,”
Tenten said with a chiding tone. “Especially since he's more of a
catch than you.”
Neji narrowed his eyes at her.
The door opened, breaking their staring
contest.
Harii stood at the entrance, wide and
concerned eyes darting around and calming only when they landed on
Neji.
Shooting Neji a pointed look, Tenten
stood, “It's about time I got back.”
When it was just the two of them, Harii
hesitated at the door for a long moment before he finally came in and
sat down. Dust over his rumpled clothes and a general air of
weariness didn't dim the colour Harii brought into Neji's hospital
room.
“You weren't in Konoha.”
“I just got back. Hanabi was waiting
for me at the gate,” Harii said, absently combing through his wild
hair. “She said you were at the hospital and injured seriously.”
“I'm fine,” Neji said.
Harii nodded. “I keep forgetting that
your family has the best poker faces around. She sounded so serious
that I didn't even stop at the florist.”
Family, not clan. Had he always said
things like that?
“Well, I'm glad you're okay,” Harii
stood, his eyes still kind despite Neji's silence. “I'll let you
get some rest.”
Neji decided to take Tenten's advice.
“Will you still show me Redpool?”
Harii's hand slipped off the door as he
turned, green eyes wide. “Neji... did you hit your head?”
Neji glanced down at his bandaged
hands, knowing he'd taken took long to change things between them. It had been years since Harii had first revealed his feelings.
“Do you even need to ask?” Harii
said. “I'll take you anywhere you want.”
Neji smiled, feeling much lighter than
he had felt in a long time.
The visitor's chair screeched back as
Harii stood. “I'm going to go get you some flowers.”
“I'd rather you stayed here,” Neji
said. “Please.”
“Your smile is dangerous,” Harii
sat back down, his green eyes fixed on Neji's lips as he pulled his
chair closer to the bed.
Neji couldn't help but smile even
wider.
“You know, your family isn't going to
be happy,” Harii said with a serious tone, his eyes darting up to
Neji's. “Last I heard, Naruto was the one who had bet on us getting
together during this month. He's going to make a fortune from their
bets.”
Neji blinked and chuckled. “I should
have known you'd go against the expected norms. I don't know why I
imagined you'd be more romantic when we actually settled things.”
“You imagined confessing to me?”
Harii asked, a tone of wonder in his words.
Neji turned, ready to protest that
he'd done no such thing, only for chapped lips to press against his.
As a heady warmth enveloped him, Neji wished he had settled things
much earlier.
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A random scene that maybe happens some
time far in the future for this verse. I just wanted to try writing some sort of romance-ish scene
But despite my best efforts, I just ended up with this sappy and rather blah-ish mess.
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