“You are such an idiot…” Suna smirked as he looked at you, leaning against the doorframe of the gym.

You had broken your arm— not something you did often, but it wasn’t all that surprising to your friend. You were… well, let’s just say you weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed when it came to being careful.

You smiled up at him shyly, standing outside of the gym as you usually did when he was at practice. Your visits were frequent by now.