A OneShot. A babble. Written during a play of Fuckin Perfect- P!nk
Song play times during writing- Twice, although this was completed before second time round. Really, it's probably a vent, severly choppy.
R&R.
M for safety reasons.
Fuckin' Perfect.
Everyone thought he was amazing, perfect. But that was not the true case. Sasuke couldn't care less, he had good academics because he studied for what he wanted. The dark haired male wanted those results to get into the best college. He needed them to attain the goals he had in life.
Like beating his brother into the ground and ataining absolutely everything he owned.
There was only one person who ever understood those feelings of loneliness, the feeling of being shadowed by someone else. Naruto, in Sasuke's eyes was the only one who truely understood him. The blond haired male was so different in his ways, yet Sasuke felt a connection with him.
Every single time that their lips met, crashing in the search for each others completion, they shared something special. Their hands gripping the other as they slid against each other, their mouth joint for what seemed for ever, fighting for the dominance they so valiantly fought for.
That's what Sasuke wanted, he was perfect to everyone- but not Naruto. Together, they were complete, nothing more, nothing less.
They healed one another, hurt hearts melding as one, creating one strong one.
No matter what, Sasuke would search his heart for reasons why he should not be with the ditzy blond haired male. But not once could he come with a good reason why not too. He had to admit it, Naruto was the one who made him whole again.
Together, they could forget all troubles, together, they could meet the completion they both seeked. They would die together, that was their love. That was what they wanted.