[Naruto might have joked that he was a hunk (mostly because his mom and the fact that he had apparently inherited her pretty face) but he honestly doesn't think too much about his looks and whether he's handsome or not. But it's true, he's got his own little fanclub going by now. As per Naruto fashion, he's completely oblivious to it though.
Sakura is placed down gently in her bed and he pulls the covers up and over her body to tuck her in. He then grins at Ino, wide and grateful and almost radiating happiness into the room. He might be drunk but hearing he was actually cute from someone is nice.]
Eheheh, thanks. [Did Sakura think so too? He looks down at her, smiling fading. Did it matter? He's happy just being her friend and around her. He's happy he gets to be the person -- with Ino -- that she trusts enough to pass out at a bar and know he's going to take care of her.
He snickers a little at that and then turns to Ino.]
Well! Guess I should carry you home too!
[And unceremoniously he scoops the blonde up in his arms, exits out the window, closes it behind him, and takes off to the roofs.]
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Sakura is placed down gently in her bed and he pulls the covers up and over her body to tuck her in. He then grins at Ino, wide and grateful and almost radiating happiness into the room. He might be drunk but hearing he was actually cute from someone is nice.]
Eheheh, thanks. [Did Sakura think so too? He looks down at her, smiling fading. Did it matter? He's happy just being her friend and around her. He's happy he gets to be the person -- with Ino -- that she trusts enough to pass out at a bar and know he's going to take care of her.
He snickers a little at that and then turns to Ino.]
Well! Guess I should carry you home too!
[And unceremoniously he scoops the blonde up in his arms, exits out the window, closes it behind him, and takes off to the roofs.]