I want to make macarons."
"Just do it."
Hinata pouted and huffed. “But I don’t want to put much effort to this picky cookie that you don’t even want to touch.”
Sasuke sighed and shook his head lightly. Damn, he was sweating even though he wore the thinnest garments from all his clothes. Summer that year felt hotter than any summer he had felt.
"Just say you’re lazy, Hinata," he said flatly.
Hinata turned her head backward. “I am not!”
She did not care about the heat of summer. What she cared was how nice it felt to sit on Sasuke’s lap, with head leaned on his chest. It felt wonderful how she could hear his heartbeat and feel her own heartbeat at the same time. Oh how she loved this man.
A chuckle escaped Sasuke’s lips. “Then, make me some macarons.”
"Are you," his girlfriend started carefully, "serious?"
"Not that you will make them."
She restrained a smile and hit his shoulder playfully.
"You know me too well, sweety."
Sasuke cringed faintly. “I hate sweets.”
"Do you think I don’t know?" Hinata teased.
"Ah, you know me too well. So, don’t make-"
"-macarons," Hinata finished her boyfriend. Sasuke just nodded and smirked, satisfied.
I want to make macarons."
"Just do it."
Hinata pouted and huffed. “But I don’t want to put much effort to this picky cookie that you don’t even want to touch.”
Sasuke sighed and shook his head lightly. Damn, he was sweating even though he wore the thinnest garments from all his clothes. Summer that year felt hotter than any summer he had felt.
"Just say you’re lazy, Hinata," he said flatly.
Hinata turned her head backward. “I am not!”
She did not care about the heat of summer. What she cared was how nice it felt to sit on Sasuke’s lap, with head leaned on his chest. It felt wonderful how she could hear his heartbeat and feel her own heartbeat at the same time. Oh how she loved this man.
A chuckle escaped Sasuke’s lips. “Then, make me some macarons.”
"Are you," his girlfriend started carefully, "serious?"
"Not that you will make them."
She restrained a smile and hit his shoulder playfully.
"You know me too well, sweety."
Sasuke cringed faintly. “I hate sweets.”
"Do you think I don’t know?" Hinata teased.
"Ah, you know me too well. So, don’t make-"
"-macarons," Hinata finished her boyfriend. Sasuke just nodded and smirked, satisfied.
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