
His old peaceful childhood
"You left your underwear at my home." Look, he can't maintain eye contact while saying it, but he was polite enough to bring them back.For @uchihasavior | ITACHI
It was all coming back to her in bits and pieces throughout the day at work, the tension escalating at the hospital during this time of the year is something to be expected, but the delivery of ominous news to one of her patients is part of the job Chitose doesn’t believe she’ll ever get used to, so during after hours she decided to have one alcoholic drink too many at the bar three blocks away.
She remembers moving to the other side of the bar to avoid the stench of cigarette smoke from getting on her clothes. By then, she had ordered a couple of glasses of chardonnay and maybe a dirty martini or three, which was the cause of her undoing; you should never mix your drinks. Then, he arrived, this man now standing in her office while holding a pair of lacey, black panties, and to make this situation even more awkward, Chitose can’t recall his name. In fact, the rest after that is still a total blur. She woke up in his apartment that morning and quietly snuck out while he was sleeping. Apparently, she told him where she worked. Talk about a good memory.
❝ Uh–thank you, ❞ Chitose replies, balling up the panties and shoves them in her desk drawer for now. Did he really come all this way to just deliver these?
❝ I’m sorry that I didn’t leave a note or something. I was going to be so late for work and– ❞ She bursts into a halfhearted chuckle at the situation, running a hand through her wine-red hair.
❝ Listen, I have an hour break for lunch in fifteen minutes. Would you like to go somewhere and grab lunch together? ❞
Only you would do something like this, Itachi. Shisui had chided him, after learning the news his best friend had planned to return the underwear his one-night-stand had left him.
This, ah, other fact, was even more difficult to believe. Itachi Uchiha, notoriously hard to get and seemingly interested in nothing else but his work. Had slept with someone. And not only that, but this woman had left in the morning. And left her underwear—expensive underwear.
Oh, and did he forget to mention Itachi was planning on returning them?
Were it anyone else, he’d have teased about Itachi being infatuated and needing an excuse to see the woman again. But his friend was incredibly procedural, and sought to simply return the item. It wasn’t his, so why hold onto it?
Late for work, was it—Itachi can understand that excuse. He too, liked to arrive on a timely manner, maybe it’s what drew her to the woman in the first place. Chitose; this time he will remember the name.
“I suppose I can wait.” He was ahead in his projects and—this is the same as the night before, wasn’t it?
Only you would do
something like this, Itachi. Shisui had chided him, after learning the news
his best friend had planned to return the
underwear his one-night-stand had left him.
This, ah, other fact, was even more difficult to believe.
Itachi Uchiha, notoriously hard to get and seemingly interested in nothing else
but his work. Had slept with someone. And not only that, but this woman had
left in the morning. And left her underwear—expensive underwear.
Oh, and did he forget to mention Itachi was planning on
returning them?
Were it anyone else, he’d have teased about Itachi being infatuated
and needing an excuse to see the woman again. But his friend was incredibly
procedural, and sought to simply return the item. It wasn’t his, so why hold
onto it?
Late for work, was it—Itachi can understand that excuse. He too, liked to
arrive on a timely manner, maybe it’s what drew her to the woman in the first
place. Chitose; this time he will remember the name.
“I suppose I can wait.” He was ahead in his projects and—this
is the same as the night before, wasn’t it?

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