Snowday
Naruto loves the snow- He had always run hot- probably thanks to kurama or something. He hated summer- Summer was hot and sweaty and a blistering under his skin that he couldn’t ever properly get rid of
But not winter- Winter was a nice chill as he sat outside in nothing but pants and a long sleeve shirt- Completely ignoring his inner voice telling him ‘hey, maybe don’t?’ because kurama would deal with any sickness anyway.
Obito didn’t like winter- The harsh glare of she sun off the snow irritated his eyes and the chill irritated his scars.
So Naruto usually got up early and sat outside.
Or wasted time on a mission.
Or sat out when Obito was on one.
Or hid in the snow while avoiding kakashi because ‘I’m happy now thank you very much, no need for hokage, I have Obito’
(He had realized one day that he had recognition, he had love, And what use were his skills hidden behind a desk and miles of paperwork? No. He would protect the village where he was most useful. On the field.)
He always tried to get out without Obito, Because he knew without a doubt the man would ignore any discomforts of his own for Naruto in a heartbeat
“It’s nothing.”
“I’ve had worse.”
“It’s fine”
It was sweet- admittedly, But It was much much sweeter to see Obito take care of himself god-dammit
Which is how he found himself in his current situation.
Obito, Had situated himself on a snow throne- And was currently looking vaguely impressed at the army on snow- people Naruto and his clones had amassed.
“56,57,58,59,.60,...61,.....62?”
His voice was somewhere between impressed, Confused and vaguely concerned.
All of the snowmen were decently sized, Reaching Naruto’s waist, And Obito’s shins
(The throne was raised)
“Naruto… where the hell did you even get all this snow?”
He gestured vaguely at the yard, Which included a completely snow filled ground.
“Had some clones shovel the roads and such.” Naruto said with a shrug, leaning against one of the snowmen
‘Only Naruto, Creates an army of snowmen while somehow including community service’
“Why? Is my liege….displeased?”
Naruto made fully sure his tone encompassed exactly what that meant.
Obito. responded as any sane man, should.
“Fu-Uck”
Naruto lay stationery in a pile of snow, The block Obito chucked at his face, lay on his forehead, Giving him a brain freeze. He was vaguely aware of snow making its way down his back and pants.
But he was more concerned with the absolute betrayal that he had just experienced.
“I- am, deeply offended by this. I- I’m not gonna hug you for a week”
“mhm”
Obito sounded unimpressed and completely unbelieving. Which was rude
“I give it an hour”
Naruto scoffed
“I already want one.” Getting up, he grabby hands at Obito, Who quirked an unimpressed eyebrow, The quirk of his lips betraying his amusement however.
He scoffed.
“As If, You’rewet and cold and covered in snow.”
“Am not”
Obito somehow managed to look even more unimpressed and disbelieving, which- honestly was a talent because a single eyebrow should not hold that much power
“Inside.”
Naruto pouted, because ‘dammit he wanted hugs’
But also...they’ve been outside for awhile… And the cold is probably bothering Obito…
“Inside, then bath and hugs?”
Obito rolled his eyes, but gave him a soft smile that still made his stomach flutter and dammit they’ve been married for three years
“Inside, Then bath and hugs”
Naruto grinned, Rushing over and grabbing Obito’s hand and pulling him up
“M’lord”
Obito huffed and swatted the back of your head.
“Old man?”
Obito hit him a little harder
“My hair is white for completely unnatural reasons goddammit”
“yessir”
But Naruto was smiling and Obito was smiling and dammit he really loved winter