Naruto was bored.

He already finished his very nutritional cup of ramen (it's vegetable flavored, so it had all the necessary components for a complete meal right), played all the games he had in his smartphone and he still had more or less half an hour to kill. His friends were still busy with their work, the food court was completely empty and he wasn't in the mood for a quick nap.

Wrinkling his nose, Naruto flipped his phone over and over, before letting it rest on the table, groaning. He was so bored. He already refreshed instagram like...thousand times and there wasn't anything new. Same thing with facebook and twitter.

He took a long glance to the left, and then to the right. Moving to a table that was more or less placed at the corner of the room, he adjusted himself on his seat. Perhaps he could use this opportunity to relieve some tension caused by yesterday's dream. After wasting long minutes browsing to fit exactly with his particular criteria, he widened his legs and clicked play.

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Sighing, Sasuke rubbed his eyes while he sent his e-mail. Finally, after struggling for hours he came up with a good slogan title, also wrote some short texts to be used on smaller pieces. He was famished and his take out meal was getting colder by the minute. Glancing at the clock, he went to the food court with bag in hand, glad that it was usually deserted in that hour.

He noticed in an instant the bright golden hair from afar and his steps veered in that direction, ready for a greeting. However, as he was approaching Naruto, he saw those blue eyes very focused on whatever thing was displayed on the smartphone, probably some video of some sort.

Usually in this case Sasuke would just give a quick acknowledgement, then he would eat in another table. While he was circling around to pat Naruto's shoulder though, his eyes picked some suspicious rhythmical movement from the video. This dumbass couldn't possibly...glaring, Sasuke grunted.

"Hey."

"HOLY FU⏤" Naruto shrieked, jumping from his seat. He almost fell from his chair, turning around, gawking in disbelief. "What the fuck man, don't scare me like that!"

Sasuke snorted, now that the smartphone dropped to the table, he could properly peruse the content inside it. "I can't believe that you're watching porn right now."

"I-I⏤!" Naruto scrambled to pick his gadget, resisting the urge to flip the screen down. He raised his chin in defiance, grumbling. "I was bored."

"You're watching porn while on work." There was no way he was mistaken what he was witnessing, with the top plunging the monstrous cock in the bottom's round ass, and the well-rehearsed moans and grunts coming from those porn actors.

"Not at work!" Naruto defended himself, in earnest. "It's my lunch time, and in this moment I can relax and take some time for myself."

"You're unbelievable." Sasuke muttered, stomach making pleasant flips when he realized that Naruto was watching intercourse between two men . At last, all his queries concerning the blond's sexuality were now answered. With some positive and unexpected addendums, as he perused the video closer. "Honestly, why are you watching porn on broad daylight and…is this…is this a blond guy fucking a japanese man?"

Sasuke was actually mildly impressed how Naruto managed to keep a poker face, despite blushing from head to toe. "Hey, it's a free country you know. I can watch whatever the fuck I want."

"...hn." Interesting how that dumbass didn't answer his question. Shifting, he placed one hand on the back of Naruto's seat, whispering close to his ear. "I can't believe that there are really people out there who would have watched porn on lunch time, this is a first for me."

Naruto glowered back, raising his elbow to widen their gap as he stood up. "Yeah well, I have done nothing criminal, bastard. 'Kay, lunchtime is over, gotta go."

Sasuke huffed, cursing himself for this momentary lack of quick thinking to avoid such misunderstanding. Next time, instead of teasing Naruto, he should have offered himself to reenact that porn video.

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From the moment Naruto stepped in their ad agency, as corny as it might sound, Sasuke was smitten. Friendly, warm, an easygoing personality fitting with his wide grin and lively eyes.

His first impression towards other coworkers was vastly different though. Tall with a built physique, he had a undercut hair with earlobe expanders, leather bracelets, wearing a fitting black t-shirt that had a huge neon-orange skull drawing on it, complemented with a low cut shorts and a black belt adorned with small metal spikes. Everything about him screamed 'Punk', adding with fact that he had a gigantic japanese 9-tailed fox tattoo that started from his neck and covered his entire right arm, some piercings on his face and one barbell on the middle of his tongue (yes, Sasuke already pictured the tongue wrapping around his length). Naruto was quite an intimidating figure to say the least.

However, after just mere days working with him, people were quick to realize that his bright behavior really didn't match to their preconceptions. He wasn't one that shouted anarchy and burned books, but was rather the homey type that your mother would love to have him on Sunday lunches.

Once such knowledge sank in, a good number of suitors popped up from all spectrum of genders, much to Sasuke's annoyance. There was a full-on investigation with some previous coworkers he used to work with, gossiping with friends and snooping around. There were many questions rather he was straight, or gay, maybe bi, all with inconclusive results.

Some rumors said that he was dating some woman who used to have a crush on him since forever, only to break up once he realized that he couldn't really reciprocate her. Others said that he dated some childhood male friend for a very long time until it became lukewarm and they broke up in amicable terms. Whatever it was, he recently came out from a long relationship and wanted to take a break for now.

Sasuke could understand this, logically, comprehend even, and respected Naruto's decision to cool down for a while. But as time kept passing by with soiled sheets, longing gazes, small crush turning into a Romance Angst 30 multi-chapter pining fanfiction, Sasuke concluded that, well, maybe it's time to help Naruto moving on. Yes, turn a new page in his life, refresh, take a new path that it better have him included in this, hopefully as his new steady boyfriend in hand.

It'd be so much easier if Sasuke was only physically attracted to Naruto, not form any kind of attachment whatsoever. However, as he kept spending more time with this blond dumbass, he was getting increasingly enamoured with Naruto's various facets. His genuine smiles even after he faced many adversities, his unyielding determination, his optimistic way of looking at life, everything.

And whenever he'd notice blue eyes clouded in contemplation, Sasuke really wanted to reach Naruto out and tell him that it's ok to reveal the darkness in his heart.

Once Sasuke came to term with his feelings towards Naruto, it appeared he only had this simple task of asking him out, right. Well…the biggest problem was that Naruto was the densest idiot that had ever graced in his life. People could practically throw themselves on his lap and he'd wonder if they were having a heart attack or something. Sasuke himself had his own fair share of failed attempts of flirting with no significant results, that blond moron only thought that his teasing was out of friendly competition, nothing more.

Almost a whole fucking year have passed, frustration amounting in each day. For someone who was really talkative, Naruto kept his personal life pretty much in private. And even if he's really expressive, Sasuke had a hard time reading if Naruto was into him.

In a last desperate resort, Sasuke tried to use their company's annual party to get some answers, any answer. Whether Naruto was into guys, or he's just a straight blond dumbass, or he had anyone he might fancy, hopefully Sasuke would gear this situation to more fruitful results.

Company parties brew all kinds of miracles and chaos, uncovering burrowed secrets, with many twists and turns that provided enough gossip material for a month. It loosens up any uptight person into the biggest diva in those party. It even revealed many facets of a person, as Sasuke could never forget how Sakura ended up making out with her supposed "best friend" Ino, occupying the bathroom for long, long hours, only to return both disheveled and flushed. (they began dating from that day onward) This was a good opportunity to get closer to Naruto while they both get drunk as skunk.

Unfortunately for him, Naruto, who was forever the 100% boy scout, promised the ladies to drive them safely to their respective homes, not drinking one drop of alcohol while everyone around him was getting smashed. Honestly, why couldn't they ask for an uber or something; Sasuke wondered while he brooded between sips of sake.

At last, seeing Naruto watching gay porn, it seems that the gods had finally answered his prayers. Now that he cooled down, he needed to recalculate that Naruto might only be into Japanese guys, not him specifically. That doesn't matter anyways. Naruto was attracted to men so all is fair game now. He just had to act faster before anyone else noticed about this too.

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Slamming the door stall, Naruto sat on the toilet seat, messing with his hair.

Oh God, he's so screwed, he's so fucking doomed. He really shouldn't have watched that porn video. There's no way Sasuke wouldn't grasp everything together and he's really scared what would happen next.

Honestly, he wasn't supposed to feel this attracted to Sasuke. Even though they work in the same sector, they were part of different teams, taking care of different clients and would only meet whenever everyone would go out to eat lunch or go to a bar after work, with some occasional short talk if they stumble on each other through the corridors.

In these pockets of interaction, Naruto was becoming increasingly fascinated towards Sasuke. Extremely smart, quick with sharp snarks and sarcastic humor, Sasuke might look unapproachable for most people, but he cast such alluring spell to Naruto. They could spend hours talking about any subject, from the existential questions to the most inane things happening in their lives. They had many points of view in common, also respecting their differing opinions even if they engaged in a healthy debate now and then.

And, well, like every art director, he was all into pleasant aesthetics and Sasuke was definitely included high in this list. Piercing dark eyes, smooth alabaster skin accentuating his high cheekbones, his face was perfect in all symmetrical proportions, body chiseled out like the finest Golden Ratio there is. (forgive Naruto for the momentary show of nerdism) He always stood out with his stylish clothes, posture lax but in a very cool way, with his hands in his pockets and chin slightly raised giving out a sophisticated aura.

It's been a while since he was in the dating department, so admittedly Naruto wouldn't know how exactly he's supposed to approach him. Plus, he made up his mind that he shouldn't try anyways, to benefit of them all.

The thing was…Naruto always thought that Sasuke was kind of out of his league, you know? He was way too attractive, too cultured with a high intellect that was too much for a regular dude like him. Shikamaru rolled his eyes, insisting that Naruto should at least test it out since the UST between those two were going off the roof but the blond man remained resolute.

…he heard stories. About how Sasuke never engaged in any serious relationship, settled only with casuals and one-night stands. So considering that Naruto was becoming more and more attached to him, he wasn't sure that he'd be able to accept only getting physical aspect of this.

The solution then? Denial denial denial. Yeah, forget how much he enjoyed having Sasuke around, how it seemed that time stopped around them, and yet it would fly by in an instant. Forget about all the countless times he yearned to touch Sasuke's face, feel the soft touch of his lips.

His sketchbook was getting filled with drawings of Sasuke and it's really not his damn fault that this bastard was this photogenic, he also couldn't explain the urge to be next to that brooding man, just so Sasuke would feel less lonely. But when he saw much to his utmost terror that he was now adding himself into these sketches, doodling him kissing Sasuke or some tender cuddling, Naruto realized that maybe he didn't do a good job keeping his feelings at bay. His little crush was turning a little too intense to his own taste and he's honest to God hoping he's not becoming too creepy. Better burn those doodles to a crisp and draw harmless things like flowers or whatever.

But now, all his efforts he had done to suppress himself had evaporated with his slip. Most positive scenario was Sasuke not connecting the glaring points (very unlikely, since that damn bastard is a genius) and only teasing him from time to time. Worst scenario would be Sasuke actively pursuing him and Naruto wouldn't know if he'd be able to resist him and then have his heart broken by the end of it all. He better get ready with whatever situation it might hold in the future.

Days had passed nevertheless and nothing happened. A week went through and there was no reaction coming from Sasuke. Naruto didn't know if he needed to get more paranoid because if Sasuke was silent, he's plotting. He witnessed first hand how shrewd that man could get, changing various clients' mind to accept their envisioned marketing campaigns and he really wasn't looking forward to be the next victim.

Interaction was inevitable considering they work in the same room, but they were plenty busy juggling with their tasks to properly chat on that week. This was enough to make Naruto relax for a bit, taking a quick break as he went outside for a snack.

"I don't think he needs a bun. He's fine with sausage by itself."

"WHAT THE FU⏤" Naruto swiveled around once he heard the familiar baritone voice, as the street vendor winced from his loud scream. "Fuck man! Why do you have to creep on me from behind all the time?!"

"It's really not my fault when you're such a airheaded blond." Sasuke muttered, while he asked for a cup of coffee.

When Naruto accepted his grilled sausage, he scowled. "Hey, and since when you can order food that was supposed to be mine?"

"I'm just speeding up the process so I can get my own coffee soon, and ordered based on previous assumptions that you like big thick sausages. Or am I wrong in such assessment?"

Sasuke didn't miss how the bewildered face turned crimson red once Naruto caught the innuendo. Naruto grabbed his arm, hissing. "About that last time, I swear to God if you spread this around I⏤"

"I won't tell anyone." Sasuke answered monotonously.

Naruto loosened the tight grip around his arm. "Uh⏤really?"

"Yes. Don't worry about it." Sasuke turned around, sipping his coffee. On the corner of his vision, he saw Naruto's shoulders sagging in relief, walking behind him as they went back to the office.

He made sure he memorized for later use when Naruto absentmindedly thrust the sausage in his mouth.

"Hm. At least I finally figured out how you're able to swallow copious amount of food without gagging."

Naruto coughed and choked in response. "God, you're such a bastard." He narrowed his eyes ready for a venomous glare but stopped at once when Sasuke curled an amused smirk. Geez, why did Sasuke had such an attractive smile, and whyyyy was his heart racing like a silly highschool girl? This is so fucking stupid.

While Naruto was having his internal battle, Sasuke was inwardly patting himself on the back for another mission accomplished. If this situation followed through smoothly according to his strategic plans, he'll have passionate sex with Naruto by the end of this month, for sure.

AN: This story was supposed to be a pure PWP but then I was like "wait, I need to give a good reason for those two to boink" and this monster of a fic happened. Lord help me. (but still, I'd really enjoy if you guys will leave a review)