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@azymus
wakadattebayo.
He hungers.
...slurp
“If only everything could’ve always been this easy,” Naruto murmured, lashes dipped in lacquer gold flickering, eyes never abstaining from contact with Sasuke’s own — still as dark as night, though Naruto could see the stars in them too these days. “But I dunno, I think everything we’ve went through … leading up to now, it kind of makes it feel all worthwhile and stuff. I cherish it. I cherish you.”
“ — And I’m glad you were born too Sasuke. I’m real glad we’ve still both here and kicking. We’ll celebrate lots of birthdays together from here on out, ‘ttebayo. ‘Til we’re really old and surrounded by our grandkids. That’s the kind of life I want to live with you.
While we’re being all romantic and mushy — I love you more than anything, Sasuke.”
‘ i'd have to agree, nothing solid comes from no effort. . . i think we’ve both learned this even on our own. ’ sasuke allows fingers to continue their caress, a smile picking at the corners of his lips as head shifts just so forehead can be pressed against naruto’s temple.
it’s comfortable this way, thin lips barely brushing a tanned cheek and soft happiness, like how the river flows, continuously, tranquil the raven too feels this peace profoundly. ‘ i would enjoy that. ’ living together as naruto speaks, it’s in moments like these in regards to those words that sasuke can truly believe them vividly, to the core of his stomach.
‘ hn, i love you too. ’
“Oi, I am saying thank you. I really do like it, jerk.” Brows furrowed, Naruto stubbornly pressed his lips to Sasuke’s yet again, rather like the warmth and the overall laziness of teeth and tongue coming together, filling in all that could not be expressed by words alone. Touch seemed to work better for them that way — once through fists and now through kisses. They had come so far from being the awkward and struggling young boys they once were and it amazed Naruto every single time he stopped to dwell on that fact.
“Where did you get it from?” He asked, once pulling away although he hovered close, nose brushing against the other man’s just so. “Seems like it’d come from the Land of Lightening.”
‘ hmph, is it that obvious ? unique, isn’t it, i picked it up the last time i passed through-- ’ fingers graze against the indents of fine lines marring tanned flesh, thumb dipping and rolling skin where nail then scrapes across, its journey ending at the bone of naruto’s jawline. the prolonged contact is a sign of adoration, intimacy as subtle as it may be then when teeth && tongue part he breathes in light gusts against the other’s warm lips. ( almost blistering, always scalding or burning, much like the radiant sun has naruto never stopped shining. ah. . . )
sasuke’s languid thoughts end in a hum, a light laugh permeating his sonorous voice. ‘ it’s strange, to be able to phrase that so easy, funny huh ? that even that kind of malice has already disappeared ? even if it wasn’t overnight. ’ his tone is far-away, throat clearing as lids open and gaze into opposing blue. ‘ i’m glad to be able to celebrate like this with you. perhaps since it’s today i don’t mind thanking you with such sentiments-- ’ and he presses their heads together. ‘ thank you for being born, naruto. ’
“Heh, even you got me something too? And I’ve been bugging you all this time to tell me if you did — ! You’re too sneaky Sasuke, ‘ttebayo.”
Not that it was a bad thing, far from it. Naruto liked to be surprised and Sasuke probably realized that as well. He shook the box gently when presented with it, the rattling noise made not enough to conjure a guess from him. Nimble fingers take moments to unwrap the package and remove the lid of it, blue eyes then lighting up at the contents within. He had never seen a stone quite like this ( as if it contained a storm within ) and even to Naruto, who wasn’t always the best at reading in between the lines, was able to make a connection immediately.
“This is really nice,” he finally said, setting the box aside to put the necklace on, bandaged fingers touching the stone and admiring it. “Are y’sure you didn’t get the days mixed up? It’s my birthday, not Valentine’s Day or something y’know. What’s with this really mushy thing, ‘ttebayo.” But fingers were already dallying along the chin, bringing his husband close for a kiss of gratitude.
‘ if you knew, you would of searched for it. ’ his sigh is brief, short lived as he watches naruto’s expression intently, not from worry but rather he’d like to read the reaction fresh as item is seen. a shimmer in endless blue eyes conveying appeasement ( regardless of the teasing that voice may then bring which he never fails to be ready for ) a crinkle along their edges. sasuke chuckles, supposing the gift was a bit sentimental especially coming from him, like a dark and swirling storm the rock homes vibrant colors, electricity-- volatility, everything that resides inside himself. as if he could stay with naruto like this when he had to be elsewhere.
he stares at the thing moments more before being enveloped in affection, lips returning the gesture-- in fact, they pressed a bit more incessantly as if eager to show everything in return then a bit more. finally, however, he pulls away-- allowing calloused fingers to graze the gift’s cool exterior.
‘ hmph, it only means to get you something i think you’ll like usuratonkachi, only someone like you would convince yourself otherwise. although, i’ll take this as a thank you too. ’
singular arm does quick work to rummage next to him, present cleverly hidden lest the blond become mischievous ( which wasn’t a leap in the slightest ) or far too curious for his own good and unearth the gift before it could be presented. and so it was now ( the time being night after the blond’s birthday had been spent with the kids ), a plain && simple white box with it’s sole sky blue ribbon as the only thread to hold it together offered to the other’s hands.
inside there was a necklace, it’s sleek black cord holding firmly to a polished lightening ridge black opal-- how obvious it would be to what it represented, what it was reminiscent of.
‘ happy birthday, naruto. ’
@wakadattebayo
“It feels really nice saying that though, doesn’t it? Soulmate. Without getting a fist to the face or losing another limb, ‘ttebayo. I am so glad we aren’t jerks who don’t know how to talk about our feelings without beating the shit out of each other anymore. Man, that was tiring.” This time an arm slinked around the Uchiha’s middle, forming a loose grip, fingers splayed near the hipbone. “And if it does make you happy, Kurama makes fun of me all the time. He’s making fun of me right now ‘cause I’m making heart eyes at you. Real unmanly, according to him.”
it’s enough to make him relax, sole hand perching upon the other’s chest and making it’s way to his shoulder as body curves easily to accommodate. light && normalcy, who would believe he’d find it as the equivalent to air ? face fails to emote it, the level of tranquility he feels in this moment with it’s buoyant and playful atmosphere and above all naruto’s brand of penetrating warmth. sasuke finds himself smiling. ‘ hmph-- that would sound about right, i’d have to agree. ’ but the joking fades as fingers find a spot on the nape of sun-kissed person. ‘ it is, something like this is much less tiring. like breathing, it’s easier. ’
“ – Okay so y’got a point with Sakura-chan. But! But. Kurama is definitely to be trusted, he’s like an ancient figure, yeah? A well of wisdom and stuff, ‘ttebayo. He knows the answer to all. And for the record, he doesn’t hate you as much as he did before. He told me not to tell you that but I’m doing it anyway because you’re my best friend/soulmate person.”
‘ that doesn’t make him any less biased, although i suppose living with you for so long, endlessly he’d be begging to get the upper hand. hmph, i’m relieved i guess i don’t have to worry too much then, it’s you that should be worried, eh naruto ? but i’m sure he won’t be too mad- ’ and a smirk reintroduces itself to his features. ‘ since i’m your, best friend/soulmate person. ’
“Kurama can vouch for me – that’s exactly how it went down, ‘ttebayo.” Of course it was a lie, but Naruto was more that giddy to play the part, going so far as to nudge the other in the ribs with an elbow, practically crooning into his ear. “I bet Sakura-chan would be on my side too.”
‘ hah. . . with how often you end up asking her for help ? i’m sure she’d more willingly kick you out than vouch for more of your inane re-imaginings and i trust little what he would say, i’m sure he thinks in the same way of me. ’
taps on shoulder to get his attention & shoves a basket of cherry tomatoes in his hand //A//
surprising-- that was one way to describe it ( her stiltedly hasty actions ) although he opens his hand near reflexively to accept the gift. dark gaze shifting down upon the gathering of tomatoes, analyzing briefly before glancing back at her and offering perhaps not a smile, but a softer expression undeniably. ‘ this is unexpected, but thank you. ’
“O-Oi. It ain’t like that…wasn’t like that. I looked way manlier crying! You were the one who was all like – “ Naruto took the moment to place a hand to his chest, doing his best imitation of despair as he actually managed to summon up the faintest of tears, turning his head away in a dramatic swish.
“I lost Naruto-sama. Now marry me. I’m pretty sure that’s what y’said?”
mock pity washes over his features, just the vaguest bit of twitching could be found in dark brow to allude towards any true irritation. and he looks away, sighing gently as if now mourning something else entirely. ‘ naruto, it’s not a good sign to show such senility at our age. perhaps seeing sakura would be best. ’
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“I really mean it though! Your entire face scrunches up like you smelled something baaaaaaaad. It’s weird, ‘ttebayo. I don’t think I ever want to see you cry again. Stick to the scowling. And the laughing. That – that was cute.”
‘ hn, a bad smell-- it must of been you then. . . ’ he was kidding naturally, devious smile picking at the corners of his lips as a chuckle slips pass them with ease. ‘ is that your way of saying you don’t like to see me cry, naruto ? i believed we were past all the vague cues after so many in your youth. ah, what was it ? ’ the glimmer in onyx merely intensifies as he continues. ‘ i can’t explain correctly, i just feel the same pain as you, sasuke. ’
pokes him. Bl
‘ karin, what is it ? ’
Psst. PSSST. Hey. Hey guys.
Sasuke looks really weird when he cries, ‘ttebayo. In case y’ever wanted to know.
‘ your dumbfounded expression was even more amusing. ’
@azymus
I’m going to show my best friend SASUKE to everyone in town!
distressed noises !!
“ –O-Oi. That’s mean Sasuke, even for you, ‘ttebayo. I’ve still got it. I’m still hip and funky fresh.” Naruto went as far as to give a fake sniffle of distress, before blue eyes fell and focused on much darker hues, arms moving to wrap around Sasuke’s middle and bring him close. It was still so strange to think about how many years they had spent at odds with one another, fighting to their near deaths over and over. They had been through so much, and yet, Naruto now had the privilege of simply holding Sasuke like this – of brushing his long out away from his eyes and admiring him for something more than his best friend and an excellent shinobi. He admired Sasuke now too, now, as his lover. Romantic gestures that once felt awkward at the beginning now came more naturally. Naruto once again closed the distance between them to capture Sasuke’s lips – this time holding and holding the kiss – tongue sliding in to taste and take as it desired, a pleased hum follow in its wake until they parted once more to breathe.
“Well then, we’ve got a long night ahead, birthday bastard.” On that note, Naruto picked up Sasuke bridal-style in his strong and very capable arms. “Since it is your birthday, I guess I can do whatever y’want, Sasuke-sama. But don’t get all carried away or I’ll kick your ass.”
he exudes a hum, dismissing the blond’s theatrics for they dissolve soon enough-- instead replaced with the intimacy of mouths once again. he too found it strange, how touches vivid with pain && dislike had eased into something more soft, something overflowing with emotions screeching of sentiment, that could only be unearthed in lovers’ notes the man had always found awfully wholesome. saccharine tones too stunning even to himself, yet he was wrapped in the daring embrace of the sun itself-- burning, always burning away into a raw openness that left his lips parted around an exuberant tongue with his own rolling in kind.
toned body pressed into the mold of one more obvious in it’s strengths-- fingers of sole hand rolling along the expanse of that broad back. it’s a comfort-- the signs of their resilience, memories ingrained into flesh. perhaps he was sappy too, wanting to remember excruciatingly every moment of suffering that made revelations sugary && delightful even to a tongue that never enjoyed such treats. breaths are warm, sasuke unwilling to move quite yet- lips stubbornly in place to brush against naruto’s in each spoken word. ‘ make good on your promise. ’
and an action usually regarded with disdain, resulting in a scolding instead makes him chuckle once again despite the lost of his balance. hand wandering, busying itself in the exploration of short golden strands, how pressed nails feel against the skin of naruto’s neck then upper back-- all of it adding to his own newfound peace with the day of which he’d been born. ‘ sounds like a challenge then. ’
and they went to the bedroom, his own lips finding naruto’s first eagerly. falling bodies heavy into as promised ( a bed full of rose petals, again--- something characteristic of the other to try ) fated only to untangle much, much later.