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Now that Sasuke was back in Konoha, and Naruto had achieved his lifelong goal of bringing his beloved home, neither of them knew how to act. Every time they spent time together, which was almost every moment now, they felt like the kids they once were, trying to get to know each other again.
Naruto had grown attached to Sasuke’s presence, yearning for every small touch, trying to reassure himself that he was still there, that he would stay, catching every opportunity to sneak a small glance at him, feeling his presence in every moment he could.
Sasuke, too, had found comfort in Naruto’s presence he had never felt before; he would melt into every single accidental touch. Naruto’s voice sounded like music to his ears, not any music, but a sweet, nostalgic lullaby that meant nothing but safety.
Yet neither of them would admit any of that.
They had decided to move in together shortly after Sasuke’s arrival, with the excuse that it would help them function better — that’s what they told their friends, at least. Both of them knew, they couldn’t live without one another; their absence caused each other indescribable pain.
However, neither of them dared to say anything. Their conversations felt shallow, Naruto felt they hadn’t moved past talking about their day or the weather. It was because neither of them dared to disrupt the moment.
It felt perfect to Sasuke, to live in a moment, that he thought could stretch to eternity. He hadn’t dared to say anything to Naruto — not ”sorry“, not ”thank you“, not ”I love you“. He thought that once the past was mentioned, the perfect and ignorant life they lived together now would shatter, and he’d lose him again. It was as if all his mistakes had never happened.
Not quite, he felt it in his dry and painful throat and his teary eyes, when he sat next to Naruto, and the words fought to come out. He wanted to apologize, to take responsibility for everything, for the pain he had made Naruto endure. He wanted to tell Naruto that he could not look him in the eyes considering the pain he had caused the only person he didn’t want to hurt, but he also could not live without him anymore. Sasuke was ignorant and selfish.
What Sasuke was most embarrassed about, and what pained him the most, was seeing Naruto returning to his regular life. Naruto had accepted a mission and had been away for a couple of days now. Sasuke tried to tell him he should come along, but Naruto’s response was that Sasuke’s mission should be to find his place in his home village again. With that stupid grin, which led Sasuke to wonder if he was really thinking this.
Not only did Naruto’s absence make Sasuke’s heart ache, but what mostly scared him was the thought of Naruto wishing to lead a normal life. To return back to the way he lived before Sasuke's return, to move on from the past, from now, to marry, create a family, and leave Sasuke as just a chapter he had now completed. While he was ready to sacrifice his happiness for Naruto’s, which would be the least he could do, he thought, this would terrify him.
Sasuke was left in this emotional torrent for days up until Naruto returned home from the mission. Naruto had been gone for a while now and Sasuke had actually expected him to return the day before, which is why he was certain Naruto would return that day. That’s what he repeatedly told himself at least, in order to not lose his mind.
It was a disgustingly warm evening, and the steam from the ramen he cooked wasn’t helping the situation. Especially hearing the front door opening put Sasuke in a situation of anxiety, uneasy to face him, for reasons he himself couldn’t have explained.
”Hell, it’s hot in here!“ Naruto cried out from the small corridor of their apartment.
”Naruto, hey,“ Sasuke said coldly.
”Sasuke, you’re making ramen!“ Naruto’s eyes lit up when he saw the food. He proceeded to sit on the couch, but quickly turned around again. ”How’d you know I was coming?“, he asked with that stupid grin.
”I had no idea, I’m making it for myself, idiot,“ He lied. ”I guess there’ll be enough for both of us tho.“
Naruto chuckled, now his footsteps growing closer to stand next to him. He was close, too close, Sasuke thought. He didn’t know whether it was Naruto’s warm breath against his neck, the steam rising from the pot, or the heat of that evening that was making his cheeks so flushed.
Naruto leaned forward over him to see the noodles, his shoulder pressing into Sasuke’s back while his right arm braced against the counter. Naruto still smelled like wind and dust. He knew what he was doing, and he knew what it was doing to his roommate; Sasuke was certain that Naruto was aware.
Their faces were so close, Sasuke noticed Naruto’s flushed cheeks from the corner of his eye. The thought of Naruto tilting his head only a little bit towards his side so their lips could connect lingered in his mind, but he quickly brushed it off. His palms grew sweaty; he was torn between letting go and melting into Naruto, completely devoting himself to his friend he loved and maintaining some form of dignity.
”Hmm, looks good,“ Naruto said in a soft, dreamy voice, slowly pulling away. He was tired, and his exhaustion evoked an irrational feeling of distress in Sasuke.
Sasuke seemed to feel his absence more than he felt his closeness. Naruto was not a desire for him, he was a need.
”How was the mission?“ Sasuke asked, attempting to distract himself from his own thoughts and his body’s reactions.
”Mm… it was okay,“ he answered with the same tender voice, softly closing his eyes.
”You seem tired. And you were gone longer than the report estimated,“ Sasuke stated indifferently.
Naruto scratched the back of his head, eyes drifting away. “Ah… yeah. We ran into some trouble on the way back. Nothing serious. Just slowed us down a bit.” He paused. ”What, were you worried about me?“ he asked sarcastically with a big, mischievous smile.
”Don’t be an idiot.“
Naruto chuckled, still leaning against the counter as he looked at Sasuke. His expression seemed to soften. ”I probably won’t do it again for a while, though.“
Sasuke shifted to look at him. ”Why?“
”It was pretty stressful and…“ he paused, breaking eye contact. ”You’ll probably think it’s stupid but… I felt bad leaving you like this, after everything, you know?“
Sasuke froze. Naruto’s gaze shifted from the floor to the wall behind the boy he was talking to, to the floor again; anywhere but his eyes. Naruto smiled, not like always, but this time softly and uncertainly with a faint red tint on his cheeks, Sasuke noticed.
Naruto furrowed his eyebrows, looking to the side and shrugging his shoulders in defeat. ”I guess I did miss you… a bit.“
Sasuke’s eyes widened before he quickly composed himself. ”You can’t just say that, idiot.“
”Friends miss each other, it’s normal! Stop with the nonchalant act“, Naruto stood up straight to pretend to look at the ingredients on the counter before taking a step toward the food again.
Sasuke had just noticed the spilled water on the floor before Naruto, but before he could even open his mouth, it happened.
Naruto clumsily slipped and fell on him. His arms landed on either side of Sasuke’s body, his legs awkwardly trapped between Sasuke’s own. Sasuke tripped backward and landed hard on the floor, bracing himself with his arms as he leaned back.
Again, Naruto’s stupidity put Sasuke in the most uncomfortable situation imaginable.
”The water spi-” Sasuke stopped mid sentence when he fully realized the position he was in. Their faces were inches apart, Naruto’s warm breath ghosting over Sasuke’s rosy lips. He could look into Naruto’s big beautiful eyes and make out every shade of blue in them, or even count his blonde eyelashes.
Neither of them spoke. Naruto’s arms held Sasuke in place, his legs forcing Sasuke’s apart. The intimacy of it all pressed in around them.
Naruto seemed to realize it at the same time.
”I’m sorry! I didn’t notice, I-”
”It’s my fault, I forgot to clean it up,“, Sasuke interrupted him flatly, being torn between wanting him to create some distance and finding the situation embarrassingly arousing.
”Are you okay?”, he asked, his worry visible in his eyes, which were completely fixated on Sasuke’s dark ones.
Sasuke was rather worried about him noticing the burning on his cheeks.
”I’m fine, Naruto.“
But Naruto did not move. And neither did Sasuke.
Instead, Naruto reached out to softly touch Sasuke’s cheek with his fingertips. The unexpected contact felt oddly comforting, yet uncomfortably strange to him, he wasn’t used to Naruto’s warm touch on his burning cheek.
When Sasuke looked into Naruto’s eyes, he could have sworn that this man was taking years off his lifespan with every single touch. It wasn’t only their closeness and the eye contact that made his stomach drop; it was Naruto’s gaze specifically, his tired eyes admiring him.
Sasuke almost choked on his hurried breath. The fact that he could barely conceal what he was feeling sent a rush of hot shame through him, coloring his cheeks into a deeper red. His chest tightened painfully.
Naruto admired Sasuke, not as if he were something he had fought for and had finally won, but as something, he himself could not believe was within his own reach in the moment. Naruto was scared to get any closer, afraid Sasuke would slip right away from his fingertips, but Naruto was not a man of rationality; he was always terrible at separating his feelings from his actions, and noticing Sasuke’s uneven breathing and the rise and fall of his chest did not help him in the decision making.
It did not take much movement for Naruto to close the distance between them and finally connect their lips.
Naruto’s lips parted against Sasuke’s as he kissed his best friend, his hands remaining to himself, as if afraid to take more than allowed. Sasuke’s lips felt warm and full against his own, almost too perfect. Yet, upon receiving no answer from Sasuke and processing his action, Naruto quickly pulled away from the kiss. It was brief, hesitant and filled with uncertainty, which only grew with Naruto’s lips away from Sasuke’s.
Naruto didn’t pull away properly; his face rested next to Sasuke’s, the tip of his nose brushing against his cheek as he felt every hot breath of his friend, hopeful for connection and fearful of separation. It was a desperate place to stay; caught between wanting closeness and fearing rejection. Naruto’s chest tightened, he regretted his actions almost on the spot, yet there was something even stronger, even needier and even more desperate for Sasuke’s touch inside of him.
Sasuke’s heart had skipped a beat, and now his chest rose and fell even faster, almost colliding with Naruto’s. Naruto’s warm breath against his skin felt as if it set something inside him on fire. Sasuke wasn’t ready to let Naruto in, to allow him to experience the hunger for intimacy and connection within himself that he had buried for years, but his desire drowned out his hesitation. He needed Naruto now.
And as much as he registered Naruto’s uncertainty, his quiet, unspoken plea for reassurance, Sasuke couldn’t deny himself any longer.
He leaned in and closed the distance again, pressing their lips together once more.
It turned into a slow, passionate kiss. As their saliva mixed, Sasuke felt as if they melted into each other, exactly what he had wished for. Naruto’s arm moved to Sasuke’s back, slowly caressing the skin as he steadied him while leaning in closer. With their chests touching, Sasuke could feel every breath Naruto took. As his his best friend applied gentle pressure, stroking slow circles to pull him closer, they could feel each other’s heartbeat.
Sasuke moved his hand toward Naruto’s face to cup his cheek. He felt the softness and warmth of his skin right beneath his fingertips as their lips moved together in an unspoken rhythm. Sasuke traced Naruto’s skin, moving from his warm cheek to his sharp jawline, hoping he could remember every single line of his face.
Naruto suddenly caught his hand, feeling Sasuke’s delicate skin as he held it carefully, making a circling motion with his thumb on Sasuke’s palm before intertwining their fingers. Sasuke put his free hand to the back of Naruto’s head, running his fingers through his silky, blonde locks. He tugged on it, pressing his head closer to himself. As the kiss grew needier, Sasuke hoped to be devoured by his lover.
Naruto gently released Sasuke’s hand, placing it back at his cheek. He roamed his body, brushing his hand over Sasuke’s bare stomach and chest beneath his shirt, desperate for the physical contact, as if afraid Sasuke would disappear right under his touch, again. Sasuke couldn’t help but let out a whimper into the kiss, which forced Naruto to press his legs together.
In response to Sasuke’s desperation, he licked his bottom lip, silently asking for permission. Sasuke obeyed immediately, letting Naruto explore his mouth with his tongue. Naruto’s hands slid over Sasuke’s naked stomach, making him shiver. It was a kiss heavy with longing, with everything that had been held back and bottled up for all those years.
As their tongues intertwined and danced, Sasuke thought of all the times he had wanted to do this, of all the fights in which they were inches apart or crashing into each other. Sasuke had to control himself every single time.
Sasuke was already embarrassingly hard from the act of kissing alone, his precum staining his underwear. Yet when Naruto shifted to position to place Sasuke’s leg in-between his and left his hard cock brushing against his pants, Sasuke jolted out of deprivation. With Naruto’s leg rubbing against him, he was not only left a whimpering mess, but he could also feel Naruto’s hard length. It was certainly not helping his situation. Naruto shoved their hips together, desperate for any kind of friction he could get.
”Naruto-” he whimpered into Naruto’s mouth, the sound slightly overshadowed by the wet sounds of their kisses.
Before they could realize it, they were already in bed. Naruto lay on top of Sasuke, gently pinning his wrists to the mattress as he circled tender motions on his arms with his thumb. Sasuke couldn’t help himself but submit. They kissed sloppily and wet, massaging their tongues together. Constant sounds of small whimpers filled the air.
Naruto kissed down Sasuke’s cheek to his neck, leaving traces of saliva all along his flushed, pale skin. He sucked his skin into his mouth, causing Sasuke to moan. Naruto freed Sasuke’s wrist from his grip, using his hand to forcefully hold Sasuke’s chin up, leaving him more space to kiss his neck. Sasuke quivered and whined as Naruto swirled his tongue on his sensitive skin, gently biting down on it.
”Keep making those pretty sounds for me,” Naruto mumbled against his skin in-between kisses. Sasuke was about to curse him, thinking if he said even one more word, it would make him come in his pants right then.
Naruto’s hand was still positioned flatly at Sasuke’s chin, holding it up while using his fingers to brush against his lips. Naruto tugged at his shirt enough to expose his collarbone, gently licking and biting the skin, which did not let Sasuke suppress his moan. Naruto used the opportunity to slide his two fingers into Sasuke’s mouth.
Sasuke, once again, obeyed, sucking on Naruto’s fingers just as he wished. Sasuke felt as if he had lost all his rationality. He could feel Naruto’s smile against his skin.
Sasuke’s free hand wandered to Naruto’s lower back, heatedly roaming his body and pressing his hips closer, making Naruto grind against his knee. Sasuke hiked his shirt up, feeling his naked abs before gliding his hand down to squeeze his cock through his pants.
Naruto shuddered and moaned in response, the sudden contact with his sensitive area causing him to almost collapse on top of Sasuke. As Sasuke kept gently massaging his cock, Naruto weakly buried his head into the crook of his neck.
”God, Sas, I’m so easy for you,“ he whimpered into his neck, making Sasuke shiver from the tingling breath.
Sasuke wondered what possessed him to grab onto Naruto like that; however that thought was quickly pushed away by his own throbbing cock. He was sure he could not hold it much longer, which prompted his desperate attempt to grind against Naruto’s knee.
Sasuke threw his head back in pleasure, silently wishing for Naruto’s lips on his skin again. Yet Naruto did not fulfill his unspoken wish, instead he steadied himself just enough to look at him. Naruto wanted to see the flushed face of his best friend, whom he had yearned so long to hold in his arms, pleasuring himself.
Sasuke felt it immediately, the weight of Naruto’s gaze, warm and steady, lingering far longer than necessary. His throat tightened. He turned his head away, knowing he had no way to conceal what he was feeling right now. He was breathing heavily, yet unable to stop rubbing himself against Naruto’s leg, small whimpers escaping his mouth.
”C’mon, don’t look away,“ Naruto pushed himself up just enough to rest his weight on one elbow, his other hand sliding up Sasuke’s side. His fingers brushed beneath Sasuke’s chin, slower this time, more familiar.
Sasuke hesitated, then let Naruto guide his face back down. Their eyes met: dark against blue, close enough that Sasuke could count his lashes. Naruto’s expression softened, almost reverent. Naruto’s cheeks were red, his lips glossy and swollen and his mouth slightly parted as he rocked back and forth against Sasuke’s hand. His thumb traced a warm, lazy line along Sasuke’s jaw. Sasuke swallowed. His breath came shallow; the intimacy of the situation felt so good, yet scared him.
”Let me look at your pretty face,“ Naruto whispered.
”Jesus, Naruto. Fuck you,“ Sasuke blurted in response, which made Naruto chuckle.
”You know, you can actually be a good boy when you’re not trying to kill me.“
The statement that was supposed to evoke Sasuke’s guilt actually did the exact opposite for him, it contributed to his arousal. Sasuke felt himself coming closer, he moaned in response as he almost pushed himself over the edge. Naruto leaned closer to Sasuke’s face, his breath hovering over his lips.
”I’ve wanted this for so long,“ he whispered against Sasuke’s lips before pulling him into a passionate kiss. As they rolled their tongues over each other, Sasuke was finally pushed over the edge and he dissolved into pleasure. His eyes fluttered shut as waves of electricity coured over his body, causing him to nut into his pants.
He squeezed Naruto’s dick harder, causing him to orgasm as well. Naruto became a hot mess, moaning and whimpering Sasuke’s name into the kiss as he came.
As they reached the end of their orgasm, Naruto pulled away, proceeding to undo Sasuke’s zipper with a smile on his face.
”Naruto, the noodles.“