♫ It's the moooost wonderful tiiiime of the yeeeeear ♫ [Private, English, Kakashi's apartment Warning for supreme awkwardness and possible chocolate milk.]

A small nod as she turned to face him. She was a few tones paler than usually, but then again - it was only natural, as shitty as she felt right now.

"Iah. Guess you don't wanna be carried." There wasn't a super amount of space for that either. "Come on..." He looped his arm around her waist, pulled her arm across his shoulder so he could half-carry her.

"... Thanks." she muttered, again, as she, with his help, got back into the guest bedroom and laid down on the bed.

He pulled the covers over her, then, after some thought, got in and spooned against her, holding her against his chest. "Is this okay?" he asked quietly.

A small nod. "Mm." she agreed, eyes drooping. Now that he was back again, had promised he wasn't just going to leave... Her sleepiness was finally starting to catch up with her.

"I'm... sorry I just walked out..." He said quietly, taking her hand and caressing the overside with his thumb. "I.. I thought I was going to mess things up more if I stayed."

"You couldn't have. Things are a mess already." she sighed. "And... That's why I need you here. I... I feel safe with you."

"Yeah.. but, but.. I was going to.. to, I didn't know what I was saying. And it was wrong, to break that trust you have in me.." he started tearing up again just hearing her words.

"You didn't, though." she turned to face him, laid a hand on his cheek, looked him in the eyes. "You need to do a hellova lot more to break that trust." she muttered, and kissed him.

"Thanks.." he kissed her softly back. "I just.. feel really shitty," he laughed without humour. "You don't need more people leaving you."

"Well... You're here again. 'S all that matters." with that, she scooted closer again, and laid her head upon his chest.

"Yeah..." he sighed. "I... I'll try not to do it again."

A weak smile. "That's... Good to hear." she muttered, putting her arms around him in a small hug.

"Is.. do I smell?" he asked nervously. "There was this cafe, and people were smoking in there. Does it bother you?"

Shaking her head, she still smiled. "Not at all."

"I read something about smells bothering girls, women, when they were pregnant," he explained, rubbing her back a little.

"Well. Some smells do. But well, not anything you smell of right now, at least." she gave a weak grin, kissed his neck.

"Mmh," he mumbled happiily. "Just tell me if I ever smell bad. I'll change clothes or something. That was a pretty gross cafe."

She grinned. "Knowing me, do you ever think you'd be in doubt? Or that I wouldn't say it?"

"Nah.. probably not," he grinned. "Still... tell me before I make you throw up. Or something."

"I can ensure you; I will, 'ttebane." she grinned and moved in for a kiss to his neck. "But now... Would ya care to join me for some lunch, 'ttebane?"

What was up with all the dattebanes? "Uh, sure. I thought you wanted to sleep?"

"Sleep can wait. I'm hungry." she grinned and got off the bed again, quickly pulling on a pair of yoga pants(and yes, it was deliberate).

Oh, he really was too easy. Much too easy... yeah, totally ogling her ass. Daaaaamn those were tight. Daaaaaaamn she had nice thighs and ass. ...
"... you're gonna go.. downstairs like that?"

"... Yeah? Why?" she smiled at him over her shoulder.