Notes: What the hell am I gonna do for tomorrow's prompt?

Toeing open the door, Sakura threw her bag and stack of papers onto the tiny table right at the entrance of the apartment. "Sasuke, where are you? I hope you're ready because we have to—." She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes falling onto the man lying on the couch, his arm slung over his eyes and his body angled towards her.

Slipping off her shoes, Sakura briskly made her way over to the couch and knelt down next to him. "Why the hell aren't you up and ready? Didn't I tell you that we're going to dinner with the rest of the team tonight?" She pulled at his arm, prying it away from his eyes and lowering it to his chest.

Sasuke groaned, "Yeah, you already told me." He attempted to throw his arm back over his face, but was stopped by Sakura's firm grip.

"Then can you please explain why the hell you aren't ready? Are you not feeling well?" She pushed his bangs back with her small palm and felt his forehead. "You don't have a fever."

"I'm not sick, Sakura." Sasuke ran his hand up Sakura's right arm, stopping to curl his fingers around her elbow. "I just don't want to go. Naruto's too loud."

Sakura sighed as she toyed with the ends of his hair. "We can't skip out on another dinner, Sasuke. Naruto will kill us and then probably make us go to dinner as a team every day for a month."

Yanking on her arm, Sasuke pulled Sakura onto the couch with him, burying his face into her hair. "I can just say that I was sick and you had to stay here with me."

Running her finger along his chest, Sakura smiled at the thought. "That would work if we hadn't used it two weeks ago. Naruto knows that you hardly get sick."

Sasuke groaned, his lips brushing against the side of her throat. "We'll come up with an excuse for the next time we see him. I just don't feel like going tonight."

Placing a kiss at his hairline, Sakura chuckled and smoothed down his bangs. "Okay, okay. We'll skip the dinner. Happy, now?"

Sasuke's chest rumbled in agreement, his arm tightening around her waist and his hands rubbing circles into her back.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, followed by a voice bellowing, "Hello, you guys? I know you're in there! C'mon, we gotta go to dinner, and don't even try to give me a shitty excuse this time!"

Sasuke loudly groaned, while Sakura chuckled, pressing her face into his chest to stifle the noise.

"GUYS! I'M DEAD SERIOUS. I WILL BREAK IN IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE."

So much for a relaxing night at home.