So update: For those of you who do not follow Doubleheader, I did graduate HS early and I started an accelerated college and came out with a perfect GPA. Yay me. As for my health, I suppose it hasn't gotten any better but motivation to do creative things hasn't worsened either. For those of you who have never experienced depression, it is like hating to eat your favorite food because you don't find it appealing anymore. Such a feeling is very stressful and very well, depressing. I'm trying but it is very hard. But thanks for all of you who stuck with me. And for all of you that didn't, there's a special place in hell with your name written all over it—enjoy! (:
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This story has been fully edited content. So reread if need be. This chapter is short preface in relation to the next chapter that is coming in the next coming few days. So, let me know what you think so I can add that ASAP.
-Short-
The night hummed a soft tune, rescuing them from the arming silence that reflected guilt and pain. The worries and constant rewrites he could pen in his head would interfere. Tonight, they could be hypocrites. They could be sinners. No judgments, no regrets.
The trees shuffled and the winds whistled in the pitch black of the merciless night.
Although, his blond mop was a mess and his clothing was scruffy and probably not warm enough his feet remained firmly planted on the concrete.
He was kind of glad that he wasn't the one leaning against the car. The sheet metal was hard and he would agitated and afraid that he couldn't get close enough to touch Sasuke the way he wanted to. Maybe it made him needy but he didn't care. He craved the connection that he knew that Sasuke was receptive to also and he wasn't going to apologize for wanting that.
So he stayed on the sidewalk, close to the man that only dreams delivered. Despite the time, they were still loitering near their destination, which happened to be a nearby shopping center. They stood outside of Sasuke's two month old car—just standing. Not wasting time. But making it.
"I never thought it would end up this way," Naruto muttered against Sasuke's chin, feeling the cold Seattle wind archaically zip past his bare face. Sasuke shifted, handling his hips carefully, minding the bruises that he had incurred previously. Naruto gamely appreciated the thoughtfulness, gladly rewarding the older man with a delicate kiss on his strong jaw.
"What do you mean?" Sasuke's smoky voice ground out, peppered with latent curiosity. The sound toughened Naruto's ears, sacrificing his sanity, the chill metastasizing his will to paddle above sea level. The tone, the richness he could fall madly in love with. Who was to tell, maybe he already had.
"Us, I never thought that would happen," Naruto whispered not out of shame, but in exclusivity.
The breeze kicked up and Sasuke thoughtfully responded, "Why?"
"Because you seem to be the type to gravitate elsewhere."
And that was all he had say. His face completed the rest of the tale. Sasuke saw the insecurity flourish and the flicker of hurt reignite. He truly wanted to smother the part of Naruto where these thoughts fawned from but he knew that wasn't immediately possible. Knowing that, he suspended lashing out at Naruto's inner monster. He alternatively settled on a more refined approach.
He ironically smirked. "Hn. There you go again. We're going to have to fix that." The dark haired man demurely touched his face.
This enigma was conjuring puzzles again.
And Naruto was rightly confused.
"Stop underestimating your worth." The invisible wind made visible ruckus and Sasuke's mystic, night darkened eyes twinkled. A sound understanding translated in the howl of the crushing leaves and hushed Naruto's wild anxieties.
"Tonight, I want to focus on solely on the fact that I crave you in your entirety."
The shared gaze between the young males was lit with an eternal flame of endless passion.
It was the single most attractive thing that anyone had ever said to him. Making light of his self-doubt, Sasuke knew healing meant it was going to be a journey, a ride until confidence made a well-welcomed entrance. It was going to be a challenge but one he accepted.
"Leave out all the rest," Sasuke said.
Naruto nodded slowly, fearful to break the cherished eye contact. Crippled by the cold, his sore fingers reached Sasuke's neck. "Kay." A kiss ensued as a broadening sea of emotions minted the heart that after being trampled on, torn, and broken, somehow still worked. Sasuke was the validation he needed to prove that happiness still existed somewhere in this odious world. It was just up to all homo sapiens to get up and find it.
And that's exactly what he planned on doing.