Life Starts Now (Revised) NaruSasuNaru

Make it Right (BTS feat. Lauv)

"I know that I messed up but I promise I, I can make it right"

Sasuke was going over his notes for what had to be the hundredth time that week. He was panicked because it was the week before midterms and felt very unprepared because he hadn't been paying as much attention as he usually would. Between his roommate, brother, and the drama regarding Yukio he'd been too distracted. He was quickly reading and adding more to the already detailed notes in front of him.

"Hey Sasuke," Naruto smiled as he walked into their room. He was ready to go out and have fun, but the look on Sasuke's face told him that the other man had other ideas. "What's up?" he asked as he walked over toward the Uchiha. When he leaned over him to look at what he was studying Sasuke suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was the fact that he liked the feel of Naruto's breath against the back of his neck that disturbed him. He took a deep breath, already feeling distracted by the blonde's actions. "I'm studying," he told him, moving away so that the blond wasn't hovering directly above him. "Go away," he demanded, not wanting any distractions.

"I don't think that I've seen you put a textbook down all week," he responded as he grabbed the book out of his hand. "How much more could you possibly need know?" he asked, smirking at the angry look he was receiving. "Come out with me and my friends," he said with a smile. "It's not good to over study," he argued, though Sasuke didn't look convinced. "I'm serious, if you keep this up you'll just over think it on Monday," he knew that Sasuke knew the material. "Just come out tonight and I'll leave you alone to study all day Sunday."

"I can't," Sasuke said as he tried to get his book back from Naruto. The blond continually moved it out of his reach, causing them to be in very close proximity. "My brother will be disappointed if I let my grades slip," he hoped that using the brother card would work.

"I think he'd also want you to have fun," Naruto smiled as he continued to move the book, frustrating Sasuke. It wasn't like Sasuke was short, but he was trying not to get too close to the other man. "Come on, it'll be fun. You need to loosen up, get your mind off of school," Naruto told him. Sasuke couldn't deny that his brother thought that he needed to make friends and have fun. He also refused to let the blond know that he was right.

The dark haired man finally got to the point that he shoved Naruto against the closest wall, "Give me back my fucking book." His demands were only met with a pleased look. As Sasuke assessed the situation he realized how it could be confused as a sexual position, he just hoped that none of their friends walked in because he didn't plan on backing down.

"I didn't know it was a book about fucking," the blond teased as he stuck the book between him and the wall. He knew that Sasuke probably wouldn't reach around him to grab it. He didn't seem like a man that liked to hug and him trying to get the book would put them in that situation. "I would have asked to borrow it if I had known that," he continued with his teasing.

"I didn't realize you needed a book to learn how to fuck," Sasuke taunted, still pinning him against the wall. Part of him found that he liked having the blond in that position, though it didn't seem like Naruto agreed. Before he knew it, he heard his book fall to the floor as the other man pinned him to the wall. The blond was holding each of his hands against the wall, as if trying to show his dominance. Another part of him liked that position a lot better.

Before either of them could say anything else, the door opened. Karin was standing in the doorway, a shocked look on her face. "Am I interrupting something?" she asked, a knowing look in her eyes. She knew that it wouldn't be long before they were together.

Naruto wanted to say yes, but Sasuke quickly jumped in by saying, "No, you weren't." He used Naruto's distracted state to push him away and grab his book off of the floor. "What did you need?" he asked, trying not to think about what could have happened, or more what he wanted to happen.