My second Naruto story. A drabble, 600 words. Review would, as ever, be greatly appreciated.
Confessions and guesses
Sasuke stares at his lover, his blonde, tanned, blue-eyed, asleep lover. Naruto is splayed out on the bed, sleeping like a little child, his head resting on Sasuke's bare chest. Sasuke, in turn, is sleeping like a parent, his arms wrapped around Naruto.
Sasuke looks at him and knows he loves him.
He knows he loves Naruto, it's obvious, who else could he love? No one ever did half of what Naruto had done for Sasuke. But it's such a strange, foreign concept and Sasuke has no idea what to do with it.
What happens when you tell someone you love them anyway, Sasuke muses. Does a lot change, or is everything just like it was before? Does he have to take him out to special places and buy expensive gifts? Somehow he thinks Naruto wouldn't want expensive gifts, but, then again, no one's ever loved Naruto. Well, except for Sasuke, but Naruto doesn't know that.
He stares at Naruto, stares at his whiskered face, a face most people despise, but Sasuke has always loved Naruto's face. Naruto's blue eyes, unkempt gold bed-hair, whiskered cheeks and possibly most of all, his wide, happy smiles that Sasuke always triggers.
He wonders if Naruto loves him back. He knows Naruto likes him, that's obvious enough. Naruto wouldn't be having sex and sharing a house with someone he didn't like. But did he love him?
Naruto loves his cooking, though, Sasuke knows. Sasuke's an excellent cook, a result of living alone so many years. That's how Lee is, too, Naruto tells him. People just naturally got better at cooking when they lived alone, since there was no one there to cook for you and you get tired of your own crap. Naruto's the only exception to that rule, Sasuke's teases him often.
Naruto loves sparring with him, too, Sasuke knows. Naruto and Sasuke had been sparring with each other since they were first on Team 7 and they know each other's jutsus and taijutsu styles like how Sasuke knows the Uchiha Compound and like Naruto knows the shortest path to Ichiraku Ramen. No one can match Sasuke but Naruto and no one matches Naruto but Sasuke.
Naruto must love his looks, Sasuke prays. This is the only thing Naruto has never paid much attention to about Sasuke, except for his cock. Naruto loves his cock well enough, but Sasuke's not sure about the rest of him. Naruto never pays much attention to looks. To anyone's looks.
Sasuke rolls over on his back, letting his arms fall to his sides. He stared up at the brown ceiling of his room and wonders if Naruto even likes the Uchiha Compound. It's barren, big and unforgiving to strangers. Naruto's gotten lost in it more than once and complains a lot.
To his right, there's shuffeling and Ssauke turns to sees Naruto blink blearily up at him. Naruto and Sasuke are about the same height, but Naruto's lying further down. His sleepy eyes are only half-open and Naruto thumps his head back down, but reaches his arms out for Sasuke. He closes his eyes, shuffles close and drives his head onto Sasuke's chest. Sasuke wonders if the idiot is sleep-walking or just too drowsy to act normally.
"Sask.", he mummers, sleep slurring the sentences. "Sask, closer."
Sasuke chuckles and wraps his arms around Naruto again. Naruto really was like a child when he slept.
"M'love you, Sasuke."
Sasuke freezes, his arms stiffening around Naruto's torso. He thinks a few seconds about what this means, but gives up and whispers, still a little afraid: "I love you, Naruto."
END
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