Naruto entered back into the house, biting his bottom lip, and his brows furrowed as he tried to hide his disappointment. This wasn't the first time one of their dates had been postponed, back when they were sixteen and he didn't have enough money.
Another time when they were eighteen. Sakura had overworked herself to the max working at the hospital to the point of chakra exhaustion.
Neither of them was anyone's fault, but there was always a minor inconvenience that came the way.
He reached down to remove his shoes, mostly kicking them off along with the two other pairs he owned. Naruto didn't bother to sort them out as he'll be leaving in the next hour, he figured he'll pass the time watching tv.
Naruto flicked on the light to the living room, and quickly his eyes flashed towards the figure leaning slackly against the wall.
"Sasuke?"
The man slumped over to stand, letting out heavy pants and nearly tripping over his feet to get over to Naruto.
Sasuke slammed his arm on one side of him. Despite only having one arm, Sasuke still managed to make it so the blonde would have to shove him to move by.
Now that Naruto had gotten a closer look at him, his face was sickly pale compared to his usual tone. The only contrasting color on his face was the pink that spread to his neck and ears.
They maintained eye contact, and Naruto felt his face burn from his intense gaze.
Sasuke wasted no time pressing his lips against Naruto's. Cerulean eyes widened in shock, and his body tingled as the dark-haired man had already slipped a hand under his shirt. The slight graze against his ribs sent sparks through his spine. However, Naruto didn't resist when he felt the slick muscle enter his mouth and tangled with his.
Sasuke moaned, growing weak in his arms.
Naruto wrapped his arm around his waist and broke away from the kiss. Brows furrowed in confusion as Sasuke placed his forehead on his collarbone. Still gasping heavily as he was doing previously.
"Sasuke..." He breathed, pressing the palm of his hand on the Uchihas' forehead, the latter leaned into his touch. He was heating up. "You idiot, you have a fever."
"I'm fine," Naruto watched Sasuke's chest rise and rest rhythmically.
"Don't lie, did you forget I can sense negative emotions?" He needed to contact Sakura, Naruto had no idea how to treat a fever, the only time he had gotten one was when he was a teenager and his clone nearly killed Sakura. That was when he discovered his imperfect Kurama chakra mode.
Sakura was the one taking care of him during that time, he was constantly overworking himself and she managed to keep him in check. All he knew about fevers was that at that point he felt like he was going to die.
He saw Sasuke's eyes flicker, eyes darting around as if he were looking for something. He was never a good liar.
"Just... shut up." Sasuke grabbed his collar and pressed him into a kiss again. They stumbled over to the couch where he again made it so Naruto was trapped to move. The dark-haired man steadied himself by placing his knee up to his shoulders and the other slightly above his torso, balancing himself perfectly.
He knew what he was doing, and that made the blonde worry.
Naruto could feel his pants tighten, letting out a groan. He was easily overwhelmed by Sasuke's ministrations. It didn't help that a palm cupped his cock through his restrained pants, causing him to let out a muffled whimper.
"I see Sakura is keeping you in check. No wonder you're so pent up." Sasuke smirked, albeit a little shaky as he still went through the effects of his fever.
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