Well, thadaa, I am back! I had massive writer's block alongside the nasty fact that I had to start a new job as a head of a library in another city, while my home is in another. It sucked and still sucks the life out of me. Either way, I found my will to write again perhaps due to the fact that Naruto finally ended. Not like I wanted though. Haha. Thus I wanted to write a friends-to-lovers story the highlight being on miscommunication. I wanted to keep this simple and not too dramatic - more like I wanted little things to matter, like scattered Converses. So, I hope you enjoy this and I would love to hear what you think and if there is anyone left out there!
Please do not flame (I do not find a reason for it so you better not either). I apologize for the possible misspellings and other errors.
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Pairing: Naruto x Sasuke
Summary: Being best friends does not mean you cannot kiss, right? Be a bit affectionate? Yeah and sometimes trying to understand what it all means can be extremely hard. To understand you would actually have to talk. NaruSasu. Rated M for sex and language.
Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or whatsoever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).
I Never Thought It Peculiar
It is nine o'clock in the morning and I wake up feeling shitty. I am in a bad position on the couch my feet dangling from it. Sasuke is sleeping against my side his hand resting on my chest and head heavily on my shoulder. I feel suffocated and I notice limbs everywhere - everyone has tried their best to find a decent sleeping place. The floor is full of empty beer cans and the air is heavy with the lingering smell of alcohol and sweat. A fucking small room full of drunken adolescent guys passed out.
I feel the need to go and take a piss, but I do not want to wake up Sasuke. He sleeps quite peacefully and gladly is not snoring. He is not all silent though, since he lets out small whimpers and such. I try to come up with a plan to slip from under him and I start sliding down from the couch, until he surprises me by nuzzling firmly against me. Fucking hell, his hand slides from my chest onto my abdomen and then just as swiftly inside my shirt. I flinch as his fingers graze my bare skin drawing circles on it.
I am starting to panic, since for fuck's sake he is asleep and does not have the foggiest idea it is me. Fucking hell, I curse under my breath. I feel extremely uncomfortable and I try my best to slide down, so that I would be able to drop down from the couch this time around. I am almost there, since when I move Sasuke has more space on the couch and hopefully he will occupy it. Sasuke keeps letting out soft and weird noises and I am just about to move is hand, when he latches himself on me, eyes lazily half-open.
God, I whisper as Sasuke presses his warm lips on mine. My movement dies as he slides his tongue inside my mouth eagerly fumbling the inside of it. I melt into his mouth and he tastes like cigarettes and is at the same time unpredictably sweet. His soft tongue rubs against my own and I feel weird pressure in my chest. In the midst of it all I feel something hard against my thigh and I end up grunting without realizing it.
Just as suddenly it seems that Sasuke wakes up from the sleep stupor and blinks at me his other hand in my hair while the other is inside my shirt. Fucking hell, I snarl quietly and he looks stunned for a while. I need a cigarette, he whispers and detaches himself as much as that it possible on the couch. Me too, I whisper back and we sneak to the balcony.
He offers me his smokes and I take one. He lights it for me and tells me to stop pouting. I am not pouting, I tell him. I had an extremely good dream, he smiles wickedly. I noticed, I tell him while shivering. Nothing personal, he smiles then and asks whether I got a boner from it. You were fucking molesting me in your sleep, as if I would, I snort. Of course I got, who would not?
I broke up with Sakura, he blows the smoke towards me. That makes sense. That is shitty, I answer back. I fucking freeze in here, I continue as I only have a T-shirt on me. The balcony is also fucking wet and my socks are soaked. Sasuke tells me to hold his cigarette as he takes of his sweater and offers it to me. Are you not going to get cold, I ask him. No, he smiles and I take the sweater and pull it on me. It smells of him and it is still warm.
Sasuke leans against the railing and keeps his eyes on me. He smokes the last of his cigarette, and I watch his muscles tighten every now and then when he moves. God, I need to get laid, he exhales and stubs his cigarette on the ground. He looks restless and eyes me. How can you do it, he asks and it takes some time for the question to register in my brains.
Sasuke is constantly in relationships and his inability to stay is notorious. I have not dated anyone for a month and I feel liberated. Not so hard, I breathe while smiling. I just jack off a lot, I snort. Nothing you can do about that right now though, unless you want to try one of us, I continue. That is why I hate these guy parties, they lack sex, he utters a laughter. Did not stop you before though, I snort evilly, and he looks stunned for a second. Fuck you, he snarls playfully and I tell him that please do not.
Sasuke moves closer to me and grins that I seem to be so funny right now, and I have hard time not laughing. He stands before me and looks me sternly in the eyes. Swiftly he kisses me and just as swiftly breaks apart. You are a good kisser, he looks at me earnestly. You thought I was not, huh, I raise my eyebrows at him. No, it is just that I have hardly ever seen you kiss anyone, he says. Not everyone is a kissing monster like you, I huff and he laughs. You are horny, I see, I smile and he asks if I mind. I do not. Now it is my turn to capture his lips. I like kissing Sasuke, but it does not have a deeper meaning to us than that.
Kiba walks to the balcony too and ends up commenting that we are icky and eww. Sometimes I wonder what the fuck is wrong with you two, he huffs and searches for his smokes. Nah, you are just jealous, Sasuke smirks at him and then gives a smaller peck on my lips. Kiba, you are making it more serious than it is, I laugh and Kiba just snorts. He feels left out, Sasuke pities him and walks towards Kiba, who tells him to stop and not approach. I laugh my arse off as Sasuke gets closer to the panicking Kiba. Get away from me, Kiba yells and even Sasuke laughs.
I need to piss, Sasuke snorts and goes back inside trying to tone down the laughter so that the others will not wake up. You two need to get it over with, Kiba exhales smoke and I tell him it is not like that. Sure it is not, you wearing his sweater and all, he says and it feels pointless to tell him he is wrong. It does not take all that long before all the guys are up and grunting, their heads hurting like hell.
Sasuke feels energetic and is making breakfast inside. I walk up to him, put my arms around his waist and lay my jaw on his shoulder. What are you making, I ask him. Even Sasuke's hair smells like smoke. Just eggs, he tells me so eagerly it is kind of cute. Neji walks to us and looks at the eggs and then us. Naruto, you and Sasuke are like a happy family - you only lack a kid, he laughs and we look at him like he is retarded. Oh honey, why is our dog barking at us, Sasuke snickers and I remove my hand to pet Neji. Neji snarls and we laugh. We laugh a lot, do we not?
Guys, could you fucking tone it down, the others whine. Sasuke dumps the eggs on a plate and we move to the kitchen counter. We both eat from the same plate and afterwards I take a shower. We are staying at Sasuke's place, since he lives by himself and the apartment is quite cosy. I have spent so much time here for the said reasons, which is great, because I still live at home. I borrow Sasuke's towel and wrap it around myself after drying. I try to make my hair cooperate with me, but it sticks everywhere and I curse out loud. I get my boxers and jeans on and head out.
Thanks Naruto, Gaara sighs. Now that you walk around shirtless like that, I do not dare to take my shirt off, he continues and I look like a question mark. Sasuke walks to me and wraps his arms around my naked waist telling me that Gaara drools over my perfect body. I snort and Gaara tells Sasuke to fuck off. Sasuke's arms feel warm on my skin and his fingers draw circles again. I lean down a little and kiss his waiting lips. You guys should not drink, since it makes you affectionally gay, the guys complain, but we do not really care.
Sasuke's phone rings and he gets it. It is Sakura, he huffs, but still answers. Sasuke goes to the balcony and shuts the door after him. The rest of us keep doing whatever we were doing - even though I keep checking the balcony every now and then. I get a shirt and put it on. Not long after Sasuke walks back inside furrowing his brows. Shit, he swears and tells me that Sakura wants to try again.
He looks sour and I ask him what did he tell her. Apparently she had made him say yes. Well, at least I get laid, he smiles and I snort that I hope it was not the sole reason to it. You know me, he smiles and I do know him. This is the reason why I am not so sure about this. They had it rough, since she was too into him and too clingy. Sasuke seems restless the rest of the day and I keep thinking that this is not going to end well.
Thoughts? Comments? Anyone?