to wish for wings.
Do you feel like falling, Sasuke's lips move and Naruto doesn't realize what he's said until a moment after.
Like when I fall from my bed in the mornings?
Sasuke's laugh doesn't sound amused at all and he lights up a new cigarette. Naruto wants to tell him stop or at least don't kill me so he lights up his own, because he'll die by his own hand, and take Sasuke with him.
This damn habit.
I like your ring, Sasuke hums, seemingly past his question. Perhaps Naruto had not answered correctly?
Diffusing the situation, that's all I know, but how can I help him, Naruto thinks.
It's like yours, Naruto ends up saying.
Sasuke agrees, and they watch the smoke curl up to the clouds.
Sasuke rarely goes with him to photoshoots, but today he quietly follows him to the studio.
A young model by the name of Hinata Hyuuga is there, her expressions shy instead of stony.
Sasuke mentions he likes one particular photo of Hinata looking out at the sea. Hinata turns red and thanks him in her small, quavering voice. She picks up her ten dollar purse and exits the studio.
Naruto gets the picture printed and writes, I wouldn't mind falling with you, Sasuke Uchiha on the back of it.
As I've already fallen for you, Naruto smiles as Sasuke tucks the photograph into his pocket.
Likewise.
They stand side by side on the bridge and think of childhood memories.
I don't like being grown up, Naruto says as he puts out his cigarette.
You never grew up, how can you dislike it? Sasuke chuckles, steals a kiss that tastes like smoke.
We'll be thirty soon. Thirty means families and CEOs, doesn't it? Naruto mumblwes.
We have four whole years. Why are you worrying?
Why aren't you, Naruto returns.
Because I have you. Sasuke takes his hand and threads their fingers together. You let me fly.
Naruto laughs, then, and swings Sasuke up for another kiss.
