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Kiba was pacing the floor of his and Hinata's apartment. Occasionally, he'd sniff the air, only to grimace. It wasn't anything wrong with the air in the apartment, it where fresh and clean.

It was the smell that bothered him, or rather the lack of smell.

Hinata's smell that had used to linger all over the apartment, was now barely sensible. Of course, it weren't weird, considering she had been on a mission for two weeks.

Kiba sat down on the couch and cursed himself for washing all her clothes.

You see, Kiba had an addiction, Hinata's smell. And being without it for two weeks, he needed a fix, and he needed it bad. Even her pillow had lost her smell after he had buried his head in it a couple of times.

He laid back on the couch. For the last couple of days, he had been discovered that Hinata's smell was strongest in the living room, not that he understood why.

He whimpered as he sniffed again, but only got a little amount of her smell into his system. He missed her so much it almost hurt.

He swore, the first thing he was going to do when she got home was to kiss her, and then bury his nose in her hair. And then he was going to demand her to role around in their bed to place her smell there. And then he would take her clothes of, one by one and…

Kiba sat up as though he had been struck by lightning. He had an idea on how to get his Hinata-fix.

He grinned and got up from the couch. Because Kiba had a habit of removing his girlfriends clothes when she least expected it.

Kiba grinned even wider at the memory of recovering Hinata's panties in the kitchen sink after a rather… interesting dinner. He then remembered something.

He ducked under the couch and found what he was looking for: One of Hinata's black t-shirts.

He almost laughed as he fell back into the couch and took a deep whiff of the article. Her smell went deep into his stomach, where he held it prisoner for several seconds before he unleashed it.

He sighed happily and smiled goofy.

"K-Kiba-kun, what a-are you doing…?" Kiba sat straight up on the couch and stared at the door where Hinata stood staring at his behaviour. 'Why is Kiba-kun smelling my t-shirt…?' Hinata thought to herself while Kiba leapt from the couch to Hinata in the matter of seconds and kissed her hard.

"God, I've missed you!" He told her as he buried his head in her hair, pulling in her smell in deep breaths.

Hinata giggled at his behaviour. "I can tell, I missed y-you too. But what a-are you doing?"

Hinata had blushed long ago, while Kiba just grinned at her, before throwing her over his shoulder.

"K-Kiba, w-what are you d-doing?!" she squealed as she dangled from his shoulder.

Kiba threw his girlfriend gently down in their bed. And as she stared at him with those eyes, with a minor blush on her pale cheeks, slightly parted lips, Kiba reached his conclusion:

Rolling around could wait.