The Seal House smelled like heaven.
Cinnamon rice.Fresh broth.Grilled fish.Sticky rolls.
Naruto stirred the pot carefully, lips curled into a grin.
He hadn't cooked in weeks — not since pregnant chaos became his daily life.
But today?
He needed this.
So did they.
Hinata was first to wake.
She padded in quietly, belly wrapped in a light robe, and slid behind him, arms around his waist.
"Mmm… you smell amazing."
Naruto chuckled. "So does the food."
"No," she whispered. "You."
Sakura appeared next — groggy, hair messy, rubbing her eyes. She walked straight up to the pan, stole a slice of grilled pork, and kissed his cheek without a word.
Ino? She just sat at the counter, half-nude, cradling her twin-filled belly and humming as she rocked gently, eyeing Naruto's back like it was dessert.
Soon they were all there.
Eight glowing wombs.
Ten heartbeats.
And one man — still shirtless, now sweating — feeding them with love in every scoop.
They sat around the low table, eating quietly, trading glances, giggling.
Karin fed him by hand.Tsunade wiped his mouth.Aya rested her head on his thigh.
No one fought.
No one moaned.
Just being.
After the meal, they didn't return to separate rooms.
They simply pulled down the soft bedding, curled together on the floor like wolves in warmth.
Naruto lay in the center.
Hinata curled to his right.
Sasuko, to his left.
Sakura and Karin, on his legs.
Tsunade, chest to chest.
Ino, belly to belly.
Aya, clinging to his hand like it was her first night.
And slowly…
Quietly…
They slept.
His hands rested on round wombs.
Milk-stained breaths filled the room.
And as Naruto closed his eyes, he whispered:
"I've never had a home before… until now."