Even my issues have issues [was private but is now apparently a free-for all party xD]

"I'm inclined to agree with you," he grinned and kissed the top of her head, enjoying the warm weight of her in his arms.

"Aand there you have it." she smiled and kissed his cheek, put her arms around him.

"...still doesn't change the fact that I have a roommate," he said sourly after a while. That empty room was beginning to sound really attractive.

"And mine's a nosy one, so my room's a no-go..." she muttered, closing her eyes and simply enjoying being this close to him.

"Madara's alright, and he's often out," he grinned. "But.. I'd rather I didn't have one. Would make some things easier."

"True..." she smiled, though only weakly, feeling her eyes beginning to droop.

Okay. Moving. Riiight about now... oooo warm girlfriend. Naah, too comfy. He stroked her hair slowly and exhaled softly.

"Mm... You're a good pillow, too... Did'ya know that?" a weak grin, eyes still closed.

He laughed. "I hope I am.. I like you sleeping on me."

"Well..." she grinned, propped herself up on an elbow. "Then it's good I like sleeping on you, too, right?" a smile, and she leaned down to kiss him softly, gently.

"I'll be happy to be your pillow every night.." He blushed a little because that was.. kinda promising. And demanding.

She blushed, but smiled again. "Well... Sadly I can't sleep here... At least not every night." she grinned.

"Yeah." He sighed. "I still think that quarantine idea might work..."

A crooked smile. "I still don't... But oh well." she grinned. "... We could still go to one of the unused rooms..."

He nodded. "Like I suggested ten minutes ago when you didn't want to move..."

"Weeell... We'd better move before we really don't want to..." despite wanting nothing more than to just cuddle even close to him, she slowly got up.

He was going to move. Really. But then she was all naked and there, and he just couldn't do much except lie there and.. watch her.

Soon enough, she stepped out of bed, bent down to retrieve her thong and bra, pulling them on, then turning her back to Minato. "'Nato? Could you close it, please?" she asked, referring to the bra.

With a wide grin on his face, he did so. Once done, he let his hands slide over her sides and hips slowly, in reverence of her body.

Smiling, she allowed herself to enjoy the touch, before she turned, facing him again. "... Weren't you supposed to get dressed, too?" she grinned and slid a finger over one of his hipbones.

He leaned in to kiss her stomach. "Yeah. Dress me?" He felt light-headed with joy, strong enough to ask anything, do anything, even something completely silly.

A weak grin. "... Sure." she smiled, kissed him again, picked up his boxers.

He looked down at her, blushing - after everything they'd done, this shouldn't feel so intimate - but it did. He followed her movements and bit his lower lip softly.

"Well, you do need to cooperate a bit." she grinned, gently lifted one of his legs, let his leg slip inside, did the same with the other leg - then slowly pulling the boxers north, hands lingering on his hips once the boxers were in place, and she tiptoed just a little, to give him a soft kiss. "There."

"...thanks," he said, his voice rough with emotion when they broke apart, and he slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her again, deep and long.