Confessions

Summary:

Sasuke and Sakura are roommates and bestfriends who both secretly have feelings for each other. Until the secret is finally not a secret no more...

Based off a prompt from a request on tumblr. ("If we can't sleep... Then how about we have sex?")


They'd been roommates since their first year of college. They'd been friends since elementary school. Sasuke and Sakura were great friends, they got along most of the time, if you didn't count the way they nitpicked at each other almost constantly. It was easy for them to live together, especially since they were so close.

However, they weren't completely honest with each other. They both had deeper feelings, though neither of them were brave enough to admit them aloud. They didn't mind settling to be just friends. They were together every day, they spent almost all their time together. Even when they went out, they went together. All their friends were mutual. They never tried dating other people, both of them knew it just wouldn't work out. How could it, when they were both already in love?

Tonight, they'd gone out with all their friends and for the first time, Sakura got so drunk that Sasuke literally had to carry her inside. It was a miracle that she hadn't gotten sick and Sasuke had to admit that he was impressed by the fact that she could hold her liquor so well.

Unfortunately for him, drunk Sakura was flirty, clingy, and happier than he could deal with. This was saying something, since Sakura was always happy. Even on her bad days she was happy, always smiling and joking with him. But tonight, she was quite the handful.

"Sasukeeee!" She dragged his name out in a slur as he carried her inside over his shoulder.

He'd had more than a few drinks himself, so it was a task in itself just to get the door open and carry her inside. He ignored her, bringing her into the living room and heading for the couch.

"Put me down!" She laughed drunkenly and Sasuke finally went to set her down on the couch. "Wait- no! Don't put me down."

"Sakura," Sasuke scoffed, rolling his eyes as he carefully settled her on the couch.

"So strong!" She gushed, grinning up at him with sparkling emeralds. "You've never manhandled me before."

Sasuke's eyes widened at her words, but he quickly recovered himself. "I did not manhandle you, Sakura. You're drunk. Go to bed."

"So bossy." She sighed but instantly starting giggling again. "I don't want to go to bed. I think I want to drink more."

"No." He said simply, but sternly. She'd definitely had more than enough.

"Grumpy." She muttered before scooting over on the couch. "Sit with me."

Sasuke sat down and started taking his shoes off. He was glad to be home. He'd always been a homebody. Going out just wasn't for him and he now knew that Sakura couldn't be allowed out without him if there was drinking involved. It was one thing for her to be overly flirty with him, because he would never take advantage of her. The same couldn't be said for all men.

"Ooh, take my shoes off." She told him, leaning back and plopping her feet on his lap.

Sasuke rolled his eyes before looking down at her black stilettos that she only wore on special occasions. He really liked them, and he wasn't about to get started on the way that tiny gray dress she wore made him feel. His obsidian eyes remained on her feet as he went about taking them off, slowly.

"You've always liked these heels, haven't you?" She mused, looking smug as he glanced at her, taken aback that she'd actually caught on to that and that she was now calling him out.

"What makes you think that?" He asked, avoiding her gaze and her feet that remained on his lap.

"Because everytime I wear them you always look at my feet and legs more."

She was right, but he wasn't about to admit to anything. "Whatever."

"Going on the defensive?" She laughed, mocking him.

"Go to bed."

"Not sleepy! Stop being mean." She pulled her feet away then and crawled over to him, reaching up and pinching his cheek. "Your face is too pretty for you to be so mean all the time."

Pretty? "I am not mean all the time." He grumbled.

"Most of the time." She huffed. "And right now you are one mean bean."

Bean? "Go to bed."

"No. Let's do something."

"It's after three in the morning, Sakura. The only thing we're doing is going to bed."

"So boring!" She groaned. "I can't go to bed now, I'm having a good time."

"You're drunk."

"And trying to enjoy it, meany!"

"Annoying." Sasuke muttered, all too aware of the fact that she was leaning so closely against him.

"Sasuke!" She whined, leaning closer until her face was barely an inch from his own. "What did I tell you about calling me that?"

"Well I only call you that if you're being annoying."

"Go to bed." She shot back at him and he scoffed.

"Just as soon as you do!" Sasuke glared at her.

"Can't sleep?" She pursed her lips, eyes gleaming almost sadistically.

"Not as long as you're awake."

"Well… if we can't sleep… then how about we have sex?"

Her question shocked Sasuke so strongly that he could only gape at her for the longest time. Flirty and clingy was one thing, but saying something like this… he just couldn't even fathom it. "What the fuck, Sakura?" He finally breathed as he still gawked at her in disbelief.

"What?" She asked as if her suggestion had been completely normal.

"Why would you say something like that, even drunk?" He still couldn't believe it. He almost thought that he had imagined it, but he knew he hadn't.

"Because we both want to." She muttered as if it were the most obvious thing.

"Sakura..." Sasuke began, still reeling from her words. How she could be so blunt, he just didn't know. His heart had sped up, not only from the feelings he got from her words, but from the way she looked at him so earnestly, as if she meant every word.

He'd had a stupid, foolish crush on her for so long now and a part of him had always hoped she would feel some semblance of the same way, but for her to just openly admit that she wanted him and to act so confident in believing that he wanted her too. It was too much for him to process all at once. He was speechless. There was nothing more he could say.

"How long are we going to keep lying to each other, Sasuke? Honestly…" Her hand moved to his chest, ever so softly rubbing up to his neck.

This was too close and personal, too out of line for anything Sakura would do sober. If she wanted to confess, that was just fine with Sasuke. He would have no problem making her his, he'd wanted it for ages now. But for her to bring up sex, to belittle their relationship and base it off of strictly sexual interests and desires when it was so much more, at least on Sasuke's part. It was upsetting and downright degrading.

"So, you want to have sex with me?" Sasuke asked bitterly, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. It wasn't because her words weren't true, because they were. He did want her, but he wanted her in so many more ways. Just the thought of her wanting him for nothing more than sex was hurtful, so much so that he could only get angry about it.

"Well, I'm feeling extra honest tonight, so yeah… I do. I've wanted to do it for a long time."

Grabbing her hand at his neck, Sasuke pulled her off of him and got off the couch, taking several steps away to distance and try to collect himself, because he was losing his cool quickly.

"Ouch." Sakura grumbled , falling back on the couch with a plop. Sasuke sighed and didn't bother turning back around to face her. "I always knew you'd reject me, but I didn't think you'd be such an ass about it."

"The only person being an ass here is you, Sakura." He did whirl around then, a fire burning in his dark eyes that he just couldn't extinguish.

"Ex-fucking-scuse me!" She gasped, scrambling off the couch and coming over to stand before him, her hands going to her hips as she glared up at him. "I openly admit that I want you, and have for like ever and you shoot me down like the biggest ass in history."

"For one, you're drunk as hell and you probably don't even know what you're saying. And I've wanted you for a long damn time, but not just to fuck you, especially being stupefied with liquor like you are now. I'm pissed off, for you to come at me like this, as if I would ever take advantage of you, as if I would have you in this fucking state. And I don't want you, not like you want me. I want more, a lot fucking more. So, I can't even talk to you anymore tonight."

His last words were faded as he was already storming away, leaving a sobering Sakura behind to reflect over his words. Sasuke had never blown up on her like this, so she was floored. She could only sit on the couch to take some time to process all that he'd said. His words ran over in her head repeatedly, again and again. He was angry, because she wanted to have sex with him… but it wasn't just that. It was because she was drunk and she came off as if she wanted nothing more, when in all actuality, she wanted much more- just as he claimed he did.

Did he really mean that? Her heart swelled at the thought. She'd hurt him, and she could understand so clearly now that she thought about it. She would have felt the same exact way if Sasuke had come onto her, drunk and asking for sex when as far as she knew, he didn't want anything else.

She fucked up, and she knew she had to fix it. She wanted to fix it. So, the next thing she knew she was running to his room.

On the verge of tears and feeling as if every ounce of alcohol had drained from her system, Sakura knocked quietly on his door, fearful that he wouldn't answer. She couldn't blame him if he didn't want to see her again for the rest of the night. She wouldn't be mad at him if that was the case. Sasuke was completely right and she was wrong, but she needed to apologize and let him know how she truly felt.

"Sasuke… please open the door. I… I need to tell you something."

"What?" He snapped from inside the room, obviously unwilling to face her at the time.

Sakura took a deep breath, not caring that it hurt a bit because at the time, she deserved it. "I was out of line, Sasuke… I know that now. But when I admitted I wanted to have sex with you… well, I didn't mean that was all I wanted. I've wanted to do it for a long time and that's true, but only because I've loved you for as long as I can remember. Only you. There could never be anyone else for me. I'm tired of keeping all these feeling to myself, and I guess being drunk just helped me spit out how I was really feeling. But, you took me all the wrong way and-"

The door swung open and then Sakura lunged at Sasuke, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing him tight, tears finally spilling from her eyes as her emotions ran wild. It was all out in the open now and she was afraid, but the fear within her was quickly

diminishing and he held her back just as strongly, just as tenderly.

"I'm so sorry, Sasuke… But I… I love you."

Sasuke's hands rose to cradle her face, pulling her back just far enough to dip his head down and capture her lips in such a soft and yet heartfelt kiss. She'd never had such a feeling of exhilaration, never had her heart skip so many beats in a row. She clung to him as she kissed him back, with all the passion and love she had for him. When they finally pulled away from the kiss, they continued to hold each other close, their foreheads pressed together as they both struggled to catch their breath, waiting a moment for their racing hearts to calm.

"Now that's a confession." He told her, smirk tugging at his lips and she laughed.

It was late, but they were both so thankful that they could finally move past the friend-zone and to so much more. From here, they were both certain their love would only continue to grow for each other and they would have so much more to experience, now as a couple. They could always be friends, best friends even… but now they could finally have more.


A/N:

Thanks for reading! This is one of many one shots/ requests to come.

Originally, I was posting one shots separately but I feel like it would be easier and better to just make a single compilation for them here.

Hope you enjoy and leave a review!

Til next time...

-Tyytyy