"So, wait, have you, like, not done it before?" Sasuke's voice was low, his hand was still kind of resting on her cheek from plucking a soft pink eyelash from her skin, the other was resting at the waistband of her jeans, fingers not so innocently pressing her skin underneath.
Sakura inhaled, glanced away from him, words on the tip of her tongue, when the front door slammed open.
"Honey! I'm home!" Naruto's voice resonated through the kitchen, and at the sound Sakura felt her cheeks flush with warmth almost frantically pulling her legs off of Sasuke's lap. "Oh! Sakura-chan's shoes are here. Bastard you better not be tainting our lovely Sakura-chan!" the blond head of their best friend poked around the door, and in Sakura's rush to meet his gaze with as much innocence as possible she mostly missed the dusting of pink on Sasuke's cheeks and the removal of his hand from her hip.
Naruto's blue eyes narrowed, darting from Sasuke's hand still poised in the air near Sakura's face, to the woman's crimson cheeks, and finally noting the way their knees were touching on the orange couch.
"Bastard," his eyes slipped to his friend, a single blond brow high on his forehead. "Why are you so close to Sakura-chan?"
Sakura's green gaze flowed to Sasuke, and she was surprised to see that he had already fought the dusting of pink away, his face had fallen into a mask of neutrality as he lifted his hand in the air.
"She had an eyelash that was bothering her, so I removed it." He shrugged and before Naruto could demand proof, Sasuke dropped his hand and wiped the lash onto his jeans.
"Ah," Naruto's face screwed up a little. "You never sit that close to me to examine my eyes when I have something in them."
"Yea because you're a loser." Sasuke replied smoothly, shifting to stand, and shoving his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. "I'm gonna do some studying, I'll catch you guys later." he said evenly, moving to leave the room.
"Uh, Sasuke!" Sakura peeped, the black-haired man stopped and looked at her from the periphery of his glasses. She both wanted Naruto to fuck right off so they could continue their conversation, so she could nuzzle back into his lap and his warmth, but she was also kind of terrified that once that particular conversation happened that maybe things wouldn't be so easy between them.
Easy besides hiding their maybe kind of sort of definitely probably relationship from all of their friends and families.
"Thanks for getting that damn thing out of my eye." She said lamely. He nodded and stepped out of the room.
Naruto's blue eyes glazed over her, but whatever signs he was looking for Sakura wasn't certain. He shifted so that his hands were knotted behind his head. "Don't mind the bastard," he said easily, smiling. "He's always kind of weird like that. He takes after his dad."
"I remember Fugaku," Sakura said quietly, mind bringing forth images of an severely intense man.
"Oh yea, I forgot we were all in school together for fourth grade before you guys moved." He chuckled. "Fugaku never changed." Naruto seemed to contemplate something for a brief moment, before shaking his head and nodding towards the door. "Are we still on to go to the movies? Lazy Ass texted and said he and Temari were coming along too."
She supposed Lazy Ass was another one of their odd friend names and shrugged. "Yea, I'm still down to go." She tucked a few pieces of bubblegum pink hair behind her ear. "Did Sasuke not want to go too?"
"No idea," Naruto said, shuffling into the kitchen. "He never comes along to these things anyways, so I kind of stopped asking him about it years ago." He kept talking from the other room, and Sakura heard him rummaging through cupboards and the iconic pop of a top of instant ramen and the faucet running shortly thereafter. He stepped back into the room and leaned against the wall as the microwave hummed. "I suppose we could ask him though, if you want." His blue eyes rested on her too clearly and then he grinned. "Though from what I remember he never did like romcoms anyway."
"Is that what we're going to see?"
"Yea, I think Hinata and Ino decided which one this time. There was talk of it maybe being a scifi flick, but I have no idea. I just like seeing her smile." His face grew tender, a calm smile and almost wistful eyes, and Sakura's heart squeezed a little at her friends' happiness. They were quiet until the microwave beeped, and before he walked away to get his food, he nodded towards the short hallway.
"Sasuke's door is on the left, if you want to invite him. I'm gonna eat really quick, we've got maybe 30 minutes to get there."
She nodded, and stood, stretching a little as she stepped towards the hallway. This was the first time she had been past the common areas of the apartment and her heart fluttered a little nervously in her chest.
She knocked delicately on the door, for some reason feeling quite anxious about maybe intruding on his personal space. Barely a heartbeat passed when she heard him mutter "come in" and she opened the door and hesitantly took a step inside.
The room wasn't really what she expected it to be. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the walls which were covered in a collage of posters, band advertisements, comic book characters, shitty drawings that were drawn by his friends, and photography depicting said friends and nature. Sasuke was sitting at his desk, laptop and notes open, and his glasses were pushed on the top of his head while he rubbed at his eyes.
"What's up?" he ended up yawning before wiping a final time at his face and situating his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose.
Sakura, who was still taking in the room, noting there were a few thriving pothos sitting on the ledge of the window his desk faced and another on a bookshelf that was near collapse from the sheer number of books, comics, and notebooks stuffed on its suffering shelves. She inhaled, a mix of salt water and pine filled her lungs, before she pasted on a smile. "We're going to the movies; I didn't know if you wanted to come along or not."
The young man swiveled in his chair to face his computer while waving a hand towards his bed before his fingers clacked on the keyboard. "What movie are you guys going to see?"
She gingerly sat down on the blood red duvet on his bed and eyed the pile of plush pillows stacked invitingly against the wall. "I'm not actually sure, I guess Hinata and Ino are picking, and Naruto said it's some kind of romcom that might be a scifi crossover?"
"Is it that Astral Ocean movie?"
"I have no idea, but I guess we only have like 30 minutes to decide."
He went ahead and googled the movie title, and seemingly satisfied with the synopsis to some capacity, simply shrugged. "Sure, I guess. I just have to change."
Sakura shifted on the bed and Sasuke shook his head. "You're fine." She settled back into her original position and attempted not to stare dumbly at him when he stripped his black t-shirt off over his head and stepped over to a pile of clothes on his floor.
He stretched over, skin pulled taught along the edges of his shoulder blades, lifting a few different pieces of fabric to his nose, wrinkling it and tossing them into a different pile before finding one that passed his requirement and slipped the fabric on and hiding his soft, pale skin from her vision. Sakura swallowed and looked down at her fingers, picking at the skin in her nail beds.
The bed shifted beside her as Sasuke sat down. She couldn't bring herself to look at him yet, the brief view of his skin had sent her heart throbbing in a way she didn't quite know was possible. He reached out to her with tender hands and tilted her chin until she was looking at him. His touch was warm, breath fanning along her pinkening cheeks, as his eyes darted around her face. Looking into her eyes, her mouth, and her eyes again. He dipped closer, mouth slanting against hers, black fringe tickling along her nose and cheekbones. Her tongue had only just gained entrance to his mouth when:
"There's absolutely no way you're still plucking an eyelash off of her skin."
Sasuke and Sakura jumped apart, hearts racing and flushing, necks snapping around to look at Naruto, who was leaning innocently enough against the open frame of Sasuke's door. He had a playful smile on his mouth, a blond brow raised at them in a challenge.
"Loser," Sasuke turned away from his roommate, lips pursed in an almost pout. "What d'you want?"
The blond laughed and bounded into the room, throwing himself in the sliver of space between Sasuke and Sakura. Before either of them could stop him, he reached out with both arms to tug them each into a one-armed hug.
"You're not even going to deny it! You're not even going to deny it!" Naruto sang, placing a kiss onto Sasuke's temple and then another onto Sakura's between laughs.
"I never denied it," Sasuke shot back, trying but failing to hide his own smile.
Sakura squirmed a little in Naruto's strong grasp and grumbled quietly at him "You didn't even ask my opinion on what was happening earlier."
"Oh, oh," Naruto turned his megawatt smile on her. "What's your opinion on what was happening earlier?" he let go of their necks and half-heartedly tickled her sides.
"Naruto!" She giggled and Sasuke sat up and pushed his hair back into some semblance of order. "We were totally making out dirty style." She tried to employ some type of seriousness in her voice, but she was laughing too hard.
"Ew," Naruto playfully pulled away from her. "How could you ever taint the innocence of our little bastard?" he turned to look at Sasuke, reaching out to him. "What has she done to you my sweet angel?"
"As if Sasuke is the innocent one here." Sakura joked as Sasuke pushed Naruto's hands away.
"Ahh you're right I already ruined him when I gifted him my uncle's Icha Icha series."
"Wait you gifted him the series?" Sakura's jaw dropped and eyes widened. "Wait,Jiraya is your uncle!? Can I meet-"
"No!" Sasuke and Naruto said simultaneously.
Sakura scowled and Naruto wrinkled his nose and made a face at Sakura that made her smile.
"Yea he's totally a perv," Naruto added, scratching at a whiskered cheek as he stretched out his legs. "Never in my life would I introduce you to him, he'll get all handsy, and just blech."
Sasuke stood, scooped a large grey striped hoodie from his floor, and stepped over to his computer, tapping on the mousepad before shifting around to look at Naruto. "Didn't you say we only had like 30 minutes until the movie starts?"
"Shit, what time is it?" Naruto pulled out a battered cell phone, blue eyes growing wide. "Shit, yea, I'll drive us!" The blond skittered out of the room to grab his wallet, keys, and shoes. A second later a thud sounded as he skidded into a wall. "Fuck, ouch."
Sakura smiled shaking her head as Sasuke offered her his hand. "Is it okay that Naruto knows?" she asked tentatively, taking his digits and smoothing out her oversized sweater.
Sasuke brushed her hair out of her face, letting his fingers gently untangle some of the soft pink strands, eyes tracing along her skin. He shrugged. "He knows what Fugaku is like." Both of his hands came up to cup her jaw, thumbs brushing over her earlobes. "He'll keep quiet."
She nodded at him, and he met her mouth again briefly.
"Jesus, guys, stop making out! We have to go!" Naruto called from the kitchen. The pair shared a smile with each other before separating and jogging after their friend.