Title: Instagram Boyfriend
Rating: T for language
Genre: humor / romance / crack (? it most likely is)
A/N: Real-World AU for SasuSaku!

Buzz buzz buzz

Sakura groped around for her phone, knocking over a frame and her glasses.

"Oh shit," she cussed when she realized she had to extend her arm some more to reach for her glasses that were now on the floor.

She put on her large, red-rimmed glasses on and look at the screen. She blinked her green eyes a few times before her face split into a wide grin. "Yes!"

Abruptly sitting up and jumping on her bed, she cheered, "Yes! Yes, Yeeeees!" while hugging her phone to her chest. She pulled it away and stared at the number of followers on her Instagram account.

1,576 followers

She took a screenshot and sent it to her best friend. "Pig! I did it! He can finally suck it!"

She anxiously watched the three dots on her screen, indicating that her friend was composing her message.

"Forehead, r u and Sasuke-kun still at it? it was a stupid bet. He probs forgot about it u kno."

Sakura growled. No way! Even if that bet was made exactly three months ago, a bet was a bet. Whoever had the most Instagram followers after three months had to do whatever the winner wanted for a week. And Sakura had a number of things she wanted her boyfriend to do for her.

She typed a snappy remark back at her best friend before sending a coy text to Sasuke.

"Meet me at Ichiraku for lunch! Get ready to call me Queen for a week!" She even placed a few kissy faces, just for fun.

Sakura threw her phone on the bed, not even bothering to wait for a response before she padded into her bathroom as she did a little victory dance.

She was so going to win this competition.

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Sasuke fished his phone out of his pocket and read the message from Sakura. He smirked after reading it and switched apps to check on something. Satisfied with what he saw, he slipped his phone back in his pocket.

"Hey, bastard who was that?" His blond friend asked.

"Sakura wants to meet at Ichiraku for lunch," he replied nonchalantly.

"Oh! Let's go!" He picked his jacket up from the floor and shrugged it on.

Sasuke glared at his friend. "Who said you were invited, loser?"

"Hey!" He protested. "Sakura-chan loves me! I'm always invited!" Naruto stuck his tongue out like a petulant child. How unbecoming for an eighteen-year-old.

"Tch." Naruto was an idiot, but he knew well that the three of them were inseparable. Sakura's love for Naruto was also partially the reason why he accepted to have the obnoxious blond as his roommate.

Sasuke got up from the small breakfast table and made his way to the bathroom to get ready.

Lunch was certainly going to be one for the books.
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Ino and Naruto watched the two of their friends. Sasuke and Sakura were staring each other down with hard gazes and smirks on their lips. Both of them were so sure they were going to win this bet it was getting embarrassing. It was a good thing there was no one else at the Ramen shop, but the owner and his daughter secretly watched the scene unfold, as well.

Sakura gripped her phone and smirked. "Are you ready to do my every whim, Sasuke-kun?" she asked ever so sweetly as she batted her long eyelashes at him. "I've got a lot, you know."

Sasuke crossed his arms across his chest and smirked. "Ladies first."

They stared at each other for a few more seconds.

"Can you stop it with the eye sex and get it over with?" Ino was ready to pull her gorgeous hair out.

Naruto, on the other hand, was already helping himself to his second bowl of Ramen.

"Fine, I'll indulge you this time." She showed her screen to her boyfriend. "I'm going to win anyway," she declared, with a wide smile on her face. "One thousand five hundred and seventy-nine. I even got more on the way here," she announced proudly.

Sasuke smirked and pulled his phone out. He unlocked the screen and showed his Instagram profile to her.

Sakura took the phone and screamed. She couldn't believe her eyes. "Two thousand and eighty-five? Wha- how… When?" No matter how many times she blinked, and tried to form a straight sentence, the number was still the same. How her anti-social boyfriend jumped from sixty-five to two-thousand followers in the span of three months was beyond her.

"No way!" Ino's jaw fell to the floor. "That's even more than how many followers I have!"

Naruto stopped slurping his noodles and looked at the phone. He started scrolling down to see Sasuke's feed. "Well no wonder teme got a lot of followers, he got Sai to take photos of him half-naked."

Sakura felt she was doused with ice-cold water. Sai was an art student and he was really talented with photography. But that wasn't what ticked her off. He was half-naked?

She grabbed the phone from Naruto and started going through Sasuke's feed. Naruto was unceremoniously shoved out of the way by Ino, as she wanted a glimpse, too.

"Hey, that's rude, ya know?" He complained.

However, his complaint fell to deaf ears as the two girls continued to scroll through Sasuke's feed. They slowly felt the heat rise all the way to their ears, and their eyes widen with the delectable sight of Sasuke in various attires, poses, and engaging in different activities. There were a few of him in a suit. Sakura's favorite was of him looking right at the camera, as he tugged on his cuff.

Ino enjoyed the photo of Sasuke striking the Warrior Two pose in one of his yoga classes. Damn those arms and calves.

There were a few random photos of stray cats, sunrises, succulents from his mother's garden, and cups of black coffee. Occasionally, Sakura would see a candid photo of herself, which made her blush. And a few other photos of him and Naruto taking a selfie together. It was easy to see why he had a lot of followers but the next few photos were really what took the cake.

Sakura could feel her face heating up ten times more. There were various photos of Sasuke lounging by the pool, going for a swim, drinking from a water bottle, and generally just looking insanely hot as water dripped off his lean body.

"Th-this is cheating!" Sakura exclaimed.

"It's not," Sasuke replied, cooly. "The only rules were no buying followers, and we needed to block each other."

She pouted and clenched her fists. She couldn't believe this. All the days she spent taking the perfect photo of her food, selfies, and even dragging Ino around to take photos of her for more content for three months all went down the drain just because her boyfriend decided to take his shirt off and flaunt this perfect body to the world. Sakura ground her teeth together.

"It's not fair!" she snapped.

Sasuke smirked. "You lost, Sakura," he rubbed in. "That's one week of you doing anything I want."

She glowered at him and harrumphed. He was enjoying this way too much. She thought this idea was foolproof. And she could finally-finally wipe that (totally hot) smirk off his face. She felt him approach her.

He leaned in a whispered in her ear, "there are more kinds of photos I want to take with you. But it will be for your eyes only."

Sakura felt like her face was going to explode from the heat. Ah. The privileges of having an Instagram boyfriend. Well… sort of.

A/N: This is probably one of my "wackier" ideas for SasuSaku. It was fun writing this before, and I hope you enjoyed it! What other photos do you think Sasuke would have on his Instagram account? Tell me in the reviews!