Author's note: I wanted to write something light-hearted and I rediscovered this idea that I had written down on a post-it some time ago. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I liked writing it, even if it might be somewhat silly!

Warnings: Dual pov, Naruto's and Sasuke's; Alternate universe; established slash; drunken Naruto; humour

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

I hope you'll like it!

In Vino Veritas

Naruto had never realised just how pretty the lights in this pub were. So pretty, so twinkly, so colourful, so … blurry?

He frowned and squinted, but the blurriness didn't clear up. Huh, that was quite unfortunate, but it didn't bother him that much either, not with how fuzzy and warm he felt. His gaze slid down towards the counter in front of him and he tilted his head to the left, narrowing his eyes slightly. There was still a little bit left in his glass, right? The bottom looked quite wet still, at least.

Just like how he looked when he spent the night with his boyfriend.

He started snickering at his own joke before he gasped and slapped the counter, ignoring the barman's raised eyebrow. That was right! He no longer had a boyfriend! He had a fiancé now! That was the only reason why he was at the pub tonight even: to celebrate his engagement! He wouldn't be spending the night anymore with his boyfriend, but with his fiancé, yes, that was right!

How amazing wasn't that? He had a fiancé now, a fiancé, a fiancé, a fiancé!

"What's the goofy smile for?"

Naruto whirled around on his chair immediately and opened his mouth to rebuke the absolutely rude guy for interrupting his warm, happy thoughts about his fiancé, but gaped instead when he laid eyes on the man in question.

The man was smoking hot.

No doubt about it.

That glossy black hair, those piercing black eyes, those perfectly sculpted cheeks and even perfecter looking mouth … He was absolutely gorgeous, more than model-worthy and Naruto kind of wanted to climb him like a tree.

But also not really, because he had a fiancé and he was loyal, goddamn it! Even when faced with such a gorgeous human being – almost unreal gorgeous, actually, fuck – he would not stray! No siree, he would not! He had a beautiful fiancé waiting for him and he wasn't about to fuck up what they had!

"You are absolutely gorgeous," he informed the man gravely, who quirked an eyebrow bemused, "but unfortunately I cannot go with you."

"Oh, is that so?" the man smirked and leant against the counter, and oh god, his shirt was rising up and he was letting Naruto see a glimpse of his flat stomach with a hint of abs and oh fucking god, Naruto wanted to sink down on his knees and lick a stripe all the way from his bellybutton down to the good stuff.

But he wouldn't! Because he had a fiancé he loved very much!

"Yes, is very much so," Naruto nodded solemnly and patted the man's arm, swallowing back a whimper when he felt muscles flexing. "You're very pretty, so you'll be able to find someone else, no doubt."

"And why can't you come with me?" the man asked; his dark eyes twinkling in a really unfair manner.

He was sin personified, here to seduce Naruto from the straight – hah! – path, but Naruto would not give in! He wasn't going to be some sleazy bastard cheating on his fiancé!

"Because I already have a fiancé and I love him very much," Naruto stated and patted the man's arm one last time before pulling back, using his arm to brace himself against the counter this time, because whoopsie, the world was starting to spin just a teensy little bit now.

"And that's why you can't come with me," the man echoed; his mouth doing a funny little thing like he couldn't decide between smiling or pursing.

Undoubtedly he would look good doing both, because some people were just that blessed. It was quite unfair, because Naruto really didn't look good while pursing his mouth, but alas, that was how the cookie crumbled.

"Yes, exactly!" Naruto slapped the counter enthusiastically, glad the man was so understanding. He pointed at himself then. "I'm not the type to cheat, you know, even if you are very hot."

He leant closer towards the other man, urging him to bend his head towards him. The man did so, looking quite amused now.

"And truth be told, if I wasn't engaged, I would let you fuck me any way you wanted to," he whispered sincerely and pouted before tapping the man's wrist. He pulled away, straightening up as much as the wibbly-wobbly world would allow him to. "But I already have someone, so we can't."

"We can't," the man repeated slowly and man, he must have been really looking forward to getting his dick wet with Naruto because he sounded like he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Well, Naruto tilted his head to the right and considered the man in front of him. He supposed it was only natural that the man couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was probably the very first time he got ever rejected and while Naruto definitely did not want to hurt his feelings, it was what it was. No matter how pretty the face or how hot the body, he would not be swayed!

"No, we can't, I'm sorry," he told him with as much sincerity as he could get past his tongue which was starting to feel somewhat heavy in his mouth now, huh. Maybe he shouldn't have had that extra shot, but the drink had tasted so good! So good and he had wanted to celebrate his engagement with his friends, so …

His friends! They had to be around here somewhere, right? Hm, where could they be?

He started looking around, peering at the darkened corners of the pub, hoping to catch sight of either of his friends, but a touch to his arm pulled his attention back to the hot guy.

"How much have you drunk?" the man asked, this time frowning slightly.

"Not nearly enough to make me cheat on my fiancé," Naruto informed him cheerfully and considered that thought, sucking in his lower lip before popping it out. "No matter how much I drink, though, I'm not going to cheat, just so you know."

He was only easy in bed with his fiancé after all!

"How are you still able to sound so lucid when you've drunk this much?" the man asked bewildered, apparently having taking note of the many shot glasses artfully arranged in front of Naruto.

He had been on his way to create the biggest heart ever! He only needed one more glass, maybe two, to finish the bottom of the heart.

He winked at the man and pressed a finger against his mouth. "It's a secret," he whispered loudly.

"I think you've drunk enough," the man sighed and aw, he was really sweet too, caring about how much Naruto had drunk!

He would make a guy very happy one day, Naruto just knew it! But that guy would not be him.

"What are you doing?" Naruto questioned curiously when the man's arm went to loop around his shoulders.

"I'm taking you home," the man sighed. "You've had too much to drink."

"Very sweet of you, but no, thank you."

"And what's wrong with me taking you home?" the man sighed exasperatedly.

"I don't go with strangers," Naruto answered resolutely and waggled his finger in front of the man's face. "And I don't want my fiancé to get the wrong idea, you know."

"The wrong idea, huh?" The man smiled crookedly. "And how would he get the wrong idea?"

"Well, he might think that I'm taking you home to get fucked," Naruto explained frankly, which he thought should have been very obvious. Why else would a hot guy follow you from the pub?

"And that would be wrong, because …?"

Tsk, gorgeous but rather persistent, hm?

"That would be wrong because I'm not planning on cheating on him," Naruto said firmly. "I love him too much for that."

"Oh, you do, hm?"

"Yes, I do. I love him so much! He's so handsome and so smart and he's way too good for me," Naruto swore, slapping the counter again, nearly knocking over several of the shot glasses. "And he deserves the world and so much more and I'm going to do my best to give him that! So you can't take me home, because that would hurt him and I don't want to do that! No matter how hot you are!"

Because he was, he truly was. Clearly he had won the gene lottery, damn. That made it so surprising that he was still here instead of going after an easier target. Naruto felt flattered by his attention, but he already had someone!

He showed off his engagement ring to the man for good measure, who for some reason snorted at it, which was just rude.

"I love this ring," Naruto sniffed and cradled his hand against his chest. "And I love my fiancé, so sorry, but you'll have to go find somebody else."

That wouldn't take too long, he was sure. If he squinted enough, he could already spot several gazes hungrily taking in the man. Naruto couldn't blame them; it was a good thing they were in a pub, because this man could make anyone thirsty!

"Okay, but you really have had enough to drink, so you should go home," the man insisted and went to rest his arm around Naruto's shoulders again.

Naruto leant out of his reach and nearly toppled from his chair, regaining his balance just in time. Oh, that made his head spin even more, not a good idea. Not a good idea at all.

"Not going with you," he insisted stubbornly and okay, yeah, a bit forlornly too, because fuck, this guy was really hot. So hot. So unfair. "I'll wait for one of my friends, it's fine."

One of them would eventually come up to him, he was sure. It was kind of surprising he had been left alone for so long already, but then again, they were celebrating his engagement, so they were probably enjoying themselves quite a lot.

"So you will go home with one of your friends?" The man sounded quite peeved by that.

Naruto patted his hand in consolidation. It was nice to know he was still desirable, but loyalty! "Yes, because they're my friends, so it's fine."

He didn't fuck his friends. Well, there had been a time when he had experimented a bit, but he had never done anything when he hadn't been single anymore! Like he said, he was loyal, so no fucking friends and no fucking strangers.

"Okay, fine, how about I go get one of your friends now then?" the man suggested exasperatedly; his eyes slightly narrowed.

Naruto perked up. That could work! "You should go look for a pretty guy with really bright red hair," he told him, nodding. "Can't miss him, he's got pretty eyes too. Like emeralds. Emeralds are green, right?" He frowned, suddenly not so certain anymore.

"I thought you were loyal to your fiancé?" the man asked dryly.

"Sure, but I've got eyes, you know." Naruto shrugged. It wasn't his fault his friends were stupidly good-looking! "But I love my fiancé the most! And I would love you if I was single, but I'm not, so sorry."

He thought he could love the hot guy at least. He seemed sweet, if a bit persistent. But he supposed the guy probably wasn't used to being rejected, so he might be acting off because of that. That made sense, yeah.

"I'm going to find one of your friends," the man said after a pause. "You stay here and don't move, okay?"

"Sure," Naruto agreed cheerfully, because he had no intention of moving now that he realised the shot glasses were catching the pub's lights in a really interesting manner.

Oh, maybe if he rearranged the shot glasses he could make a pretty heart after all! And then he could take a picture of it and send it to his fiancé!

His fiancé ~

"I need you to bring Naruto home," Sasuke said once he had tracked down Gaara.

The red haired man turned around and raised an eyebrow. "You two managed to get into a fight?"

"Now that would be some kind of record, un, getting into a fight during a party to celebrate your engagement," Deidara smirked, shamelessly occupying Itachi's lap instead of the seat next to him.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "No, the idiot got so drunk he doesn't even recognise me. He thought I was a stranger hitting on him and told me to basically scram because he doesn't want to 'cheat on his fiancé'."

It was amusing in a sort of way, except for the fact that he just wanted to go home and curl up with Naruto in their bed. Perhaps celebrate their engagement in other ways, though that idea had become void now that Naruto was so drunk he couldn't even recognise Sasuke. God, what an idiot. And Sasuke was going to marry him; he wasn't sure what that said about him.

"That is actually sweet," Itachi smiled. "Not good that he drank so much, of course, but still sweet that he wouldn't want to cheat on his fiancé."

"He's an idiot," Sasuke snorted. But he was his idiot, so. "Do you mind taking him home? He insists it has to be a friend. The pretty guy with really bright red hair," he mocked.

If he wasn't so secure in his place in Naruto's life, he would almost get worried about how Naruto had described Gaara. Almost but not quite, because in the end Naruto had chosen him.

"Sure, not a problem." Gaara shrugged and put his glass down. "I'll drive him home. You're leaving too?"

"Yeah, I'm ready to go home," Sasuke replied and narrowed his eyes when he caught Deidara smirking. "What?"

"Ah, nothing, Sasuke-kun. Just was thinking how funny it is that you couldn't even pick up your own fiancé," he snickered. "Guess even the Uchiha's infamous beauty has its limits, un."

"You're dating an idiot," Sasuke told his older brother flatly, who merely smiled amused.

"Your fiancé doesn't even recognise you when he's drunk out of his mind, what does that make of him, hm?" Deidara cackled.

He laughed even louder when Sasuke casually flipped him off.

Sasuke got the last laugh when he went over to the bartender and informed him he could put the tab on Deidara's card. It had been Deidara's idiotic idea, after all, to celebrate their engagement in the pub. Let's see how funny he still considered everything to be once he saw the bill.

Smirking, Sasuke grabbed his jacket and left the pub, more than ready to go home.

"Thank you, Gaara, you're a true friend," Naruto mumbled, slurred, when he stumbled into his apartment.

"You're going to regret drinking in the morning," Gaara sighed and helped him take off his jacket and his shoes when it became clear that Naruto was far past being coordinated enough to accomplish both tasks successfully.

"Psssh, no, I won't," Naruto refuted confidently. How could he regret it when he felt so fuzzy and warm and light?

He turned around when he heard footsteps approaching and beamed when he saw his fiancé. "Sasuke! I missed you!"

"Oh, so now you recognise me," Sasuke said dryly, which didn't make an awful lot of sense, but Naruto wasn't going to be bothered with why it didn't make much sense.

Sasuke was here, in reach, meaning he could snuggle up – snuggle to his fiancé, yes! – to him and that was all that mattered!

Thus, that was exactly what he did: go over to Sasuke, nearly trip over his own feet, and bury his face into Sasuke's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"I missed you so much!" he crooned, rubbing his face back and forth. "I'm wet like the bottom of the glass," he snickered, tightening his embrace.

"What does that – never mind," Sasuke sighed and Naruto signed contentedly when a hand came to rest on his lower back. "Thanks for bringing him home."

"It's fine, have fun dealing with him," Gaara snorted.

Naruto would like to point out that he was being rude, but that would require lifting his face away from Sasuke's body and nope, no, not going to do that.

"You ready to go to sleep?" Sasuke asked after the front door opened and closed again.

"Sleep, or sleep sleep?" Naruto grinned impishly, looking up at Sasuke.

"The first one, you're not in any condition to do more," Sasuke said dryly.

"Am so!" Naruto protested immediately. How could Sasuke think he was anything less than ready every time he was with him? Preposterous!

Hm, preposterous … Such an odd word. Who would use such a word even?

While Naruto pondered the existence of fancy words, Sasuke pulled him along to the bedroom where unfortunately no sexy times were awaiting them. Instead, Sasuke helped him change into his pyjamas and wash his face, which was really, really sweet, even if that meant he wasn't fucking him against the wall. Or on the dryer. Or in the bed. Or on the ground. Naruto really wasn't picky, he was up for everything if that meant getting Sasuke's dick in him. Or his fingers. Or his tongue.

It was almost unfair just how well Sasuke could play his body, but Naruto got to reap the fruit of that knowledge, so he wasn't about to start complaining!

"You're a mess, you know that?" Sasuke tutted as he helped guide Naruto back into their bedroom.

"A really hot guy tried to pick me up in the pub tonight, but I said no, because I love you," Naruto confided into him. "You're much hotter anyway."

The soft light in their bedroom really did make Sasuke's best features stand out – which was basically everything, of course, because his fiancé was simply that gorgeous.

He surprised Sasuke by grasping his hands and quickly leaning forwards, smooching his cheek. "I love you," he said giddily and could resist squeezing Sasuke's hands. "You're my fiancé."

"Yes, I am," Sasuke said and this time he was smiling. He led Naruto to their bed. "And you're mine. And you're going to regret making a fool out of yourself in the morning."

"Will not," Naruto declared and pulled him down onto the bed with him.

How could he regret anything when his boyfriend had become his fiancé?

"… deserve the world, huh?"

"Hm?" Naruto blinked his eyes open – when had he closed them? Huh. – and found Sasuke gazing down at him; his hand cupping Naruto's side. "You say something?"

Sasuke smiled and shook his head. "No, it's fine. Go to sleep."

"Okay!" Naruto wriggled himself into a better position, which meant he ended up pressed against Sasuke's side, winding his arm and his leg around him for maximum hug capacity.

He closed his eyes and grinned, ready to go to sleep with his fiancé.

His fiancé ~

The End

AN2: This was honestly pure self-indulgement, not going to lie. I had a lot of fun writing it, so I hope it wasn't too terrible!

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Melissa

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