Beautiful Mornings
It was Sunday morning and Sasuke woke up so hungover he was certain he was still drunk. After taking a leak, he stumbled his way through his apartment, following the smell of food. Breakfast was his favorite meal, and his stomach rumbled just by the scent of food.
Just as he rounded the corner at the end of the hallway on his way to the kitchen, he tripped over a shiny black stiletto, and barely managed to keep himself upright.
"Shit. Fuck." He cursed and groaned as he staggered into the kitchen, still rubbing his eyes to wake himself up.
Had it not been for the smell of breakfast filling his nostrils, it would have been hours later before he even thought about getting out of bed. But, he was feeling wide awake by the time Sakura, his girlfriend, sat a cup of coffee on the counter before him, along with a couple Tylenol.
She gave him a smug smirk before turning around and returning to the stove. Sasuke found his lips mirroring hers as he looked her over. He loved this natural Sakura, and thought she was always her most beautiful in the mornings.
The messy bun, no pants. Today, she was in one of his T-shirts and it was just long enough for him to be unable to tell if she had any panties on or not. Her legs looked long, though she was a short girl and she danced around the kitchen gracefully as she cooked, humming lightly to herself.
Nothing could have been more perfect than she was.
"Is that my shirt?" He asked teasingly, voice hoarse and deep from sleep.
"So what if it is?" Sakura laughed as she started loading two plates with food.
After having a sip of his coffee, Sasuke sighed. "Nothing…"
"You'd rather me just stay naked, right?" She rolled her eyes as she sat his plate on the counter, with hers right next to it.
"Maybe."
Sakura swatted his upper arm playfully as she sat next to him. "You're so bad."
"I'm not even sorry."
She giggled before sipping her own coffee. "I know you aren't."
Sasuke ate his food quickly, finished off his coffee and then placed a swift kiss on her forehead as he got to his feet.
"Where do you think you're going?" Sakura asked, getting to her feet as he started to walk away.
"Back to bed."
She gasped and he stopped to turn around and look at her. "If you're going to be that way, next time you can make your own breakfast!"
"I still need time to recuperate from last night. And fine by me, I can cook for myself."
Beautiful emerald eyes narrowed on him and he just smiled. "You're a terrible cook!" She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest in annoyance.
"If you're not wearing anything under my shirt, you can follow me to bed."
"Asshole." She rolled her eyes, stuck her tongue out and turned her back to him at the same time she lifted the shirt to her waist, revealing her perfectly naked ass and shaking it mockingly. "You wish!"
She grinned back at him and he sprinted forward, running after her as she laughed loudly and ran away from him. Sasuke knew by then that he wouldn't be going back to bed, at least not to sleep, and he was nothing but happy about it.