Send my muse, "MOVIE NIGHT" & I will generate a number from 1-25 and see how my muse reacts to one of the following movie night scenarios.

17. My muse tries to make it obvious that they’re not interested in the film

「 ℕ 」— What were they watching? Naruto really didn’t know. About half an hour had passed since the DVD was first shoved in and the two settled down to watch. It was supposed to be a ‘bonding’ night, except Sasuke had ditched them both hours previous and Kushina had yet to return to take Naruto home. Thus he was stuck here, watching who knows what and yawning occasionally. But that didn’t seem to be a hint enough, especially since it was late anyway. 

              So he tried more tactical means. At first he draped himself over the side of the chair, eyes staring up at the ceiling and loud groans escaping his lips every so often. Still that didn’t seem enough, more like the complaints of someone who just couldn’t get comfortable. After sitting for another ten minutes, he tried another means of getting Itachi’s attention without having to directly say the words. After all, the elder seemed to be enjoying the movie; which by this stage still hadn’t managed to grab the blond’s attention. 

            Once an hour had passed and the movie seemed no closer to nearing it’s end then it had twenty minutes ago, Naruto shifted himself to lay on the couch, resting his head on the Uchiha’s lap and staring up at him with a pout playing on pink lips. “Neeh Itachi.” He huffed out, reaching up to poke his cheek. “Itachi!” He called again, refusing to be ignored. “Itaacchiii~” He sang out, his breathing catching the way he was sitting and causing him to cough. “Oh no.. I’m dying ‘ttebayo..!” He coughed out, dramatically rolling off until he lay face down on the ground. “You should definitely knock that off and pay attention to me yaknow.” He got out, words muffled by the floor.