The rain outside tapped softly against the windows, a perfect backdrop for staying in. You had made a nest of blankets and pillows on the couch, and Hinata was tucked right against your side, her oversized knitted sweater slipping slightly off her shoulder, revealing a teasing hint of pale skin. The soft gray fabric stretched snugly across her chest, her full bust rising and falling with each nervous breath.

You gently draped a blanket over her lap, and she immediately clung to your arm, hiding her face in your shoulder.

“A-Ah… it’s so warm like this… I… I love it.”

Her voice was quiet, almost drowned out by the rain. You slid your hand over her slim waist, fingers brushing the curve of her hips, and she shivered in the most subtle way, thighs pressing together under the blanket.

“Y-You’re… always so gentle with me… I don’t know what to say…”

When you kissed her forehead, she peeked up at you, her lavender eyes shimmering. Her chest pressed against your side, squishy and soft through the sweater, and she tried to hide her reaction by nuzzling into you even deeper.

“Do you… ever get tired of me clinging like this?” she whispered.

You told her no, never — and the way her lips trembled into a shy smile made the whole rainy afternoon worth it.