Home Is Where Our Love Grows

1. Holy cannoli

I'm obsessed with family fluff and Mama Sasuke so I had to write this hehe This is gonna be very gay and fluffy, there's not really a plot, more like random cute moments of our two favorite boys and their kids.

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"Gaara?" Sasuke called out, his eyes narrowing as they caught a flash of unmistakable crimson amidst the throng.

At the mention of his name, the redheaded omega turned around, his gaze scanning the vicinity until it settled on the source of the familiar voice and genuine surprise washed over his features when his suspicions were confirmed.

"Bitch!" His longtime friend shouted, dropping his shopping basket in favor of pulling him into an unexpected embrace. Sasuke's body stiffened momentarily at the unexpected contact. As far as he remembered, Gaara had always hated any sort of physical touch. Except when it came to sex, but the Uchiha assumed that wasn't the case there. "Long time no see! It's been a hot minute."

Unsure of what to do, Sasuke hugged him back, lightly patting his back before pulling away. "It sure fucking has, you're even hugging people now!"

Gaara chuckled, a rare sound that caught Sasuke off guard. "Well, I'll make an exception for you, considering it's been centuries since we last saw each other. Besides, what if you suddenly struck it rich? I couldn't pass up the opportunity to cash in on our friendship. All my friends are perpetually broke."

Sasuke shook his head, a fond smile playing on his lips. "Sorry to disappoint, but no jackpot here. Still stuck paying off college debt and barely scraping by on less than 3k a month. How about you?"

Gaara huffed, letting his hand rest on his hip. "Less than 2k, but I took half of it from my friend's purse."

Sasuke arched an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "And the other half?"

"What I had left from my last sugar daddy." He confessed with a resigned sigh as if admitting defeat in some unspoken battle.

 "Have you ever considered getting an actual job?"

"I think I'd rather die than have to work." He declared, running a hand through his soft hair in a gesture of nonchalance. "I'm telling you, being alive is fucking expensive. But even if I died, I don't think I could afford a coffin. You'd have to flush me down your toilet."

Despite himself, Sasuke let out a lighthearted laugh, the tension easing from his shoulders. As time passed, people inevitably changed, but Gaara seemed almost frozen in time, remaining the same person he remembered from the last time they had spoken. "I guess some things never change, huh?"

"The only thing changing is the Alpha I'm hooking up with. The rest stays the same old disgrace." He remarked with a tired huff, his eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment before reopening. "Speaking of, are you and Greek God still together?"

A flush crept up Sasuke's cheeks at the mention of his boyfriend of ten years, betraying his embarrassment before he could even respond. "Pff, you're all red!" Gaara wheezed, amusement evident in his voice. "I can't believe that after... what? Three years, you'd still be in your honeymoon phase."

Sasuke's usually composed demeanor faltered, his thoughts swirling with a newfound sensitivity that had plagued him for the past month. He felt like his emotions were all over the place and his changes in mood were scaring the shit out of him. His emotions never spiraled out of control like that, making him wonder if his messy mood had anything to do with residual effects from his recent heat cycle.

"Ten." Sasuke corrected, earning an eye roll from the other omega. "Ten years."

"That's even worse! Where the fuck is your ring, I wanna see it!" Without warning, he grabbed Sasuke's hand, searching for the telltale glimmer of an engagement ring.