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As soon as Sasuke and I stepped into his house, his mother, Mikoto, burst with excitement. "Oh, Naruto! I've missed you so much. Your foster parents forbid me from seeing you – the old bastards," she exclaimed, enveloping me in a tight hug that made it hard to breathe. "Miko-chan, I can't breathe," I managed to say as my face turned red. Apologizing, she explained how much she missed me and then asked if I had eaten.
"Yeah, I had dinner a few hours ago," I replied honestly. Mikoto turned to Sasuke, instructing him to prepare a bath for me upstairs. Sasuke, true to his silent nature, just took off his shoes and headed upstairs. Mikoto then turned her attention to me, asking, "So, Naruto, how have you been?"
To be brutally honest with her, I spilled the truth about my difficult situation – being gay with homophobic and abusive foster parents. Mikoto's expression shifted to anger, a side of her I hadn't seen before. "They hurt you?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes.
Before I could answer, she reassured me that I didn't have to share if I didn't want to. Mikoto started to get up, but I grabbed her hand, saying, "Wait, Miko-chan." However, she interrupted, suggesting we talk after I take a bath. Guiding me upstairs to Sasuke's room, she promised to continue our conversation tomorrow and revealed she had urgent work tonight.
As she left, I walked into Sasuke's room. "Sasuke," I called out, and he responded, "Hey babe, I got the bath ready for you." Grateful, I thanked him.
Emerging myself in the hot, steamy water, Sasuke walked into the bathroom. "Hey babe, wanna get in with me?" I suggested. A blush appeared on Sasuke's face, and he agreed. After undressing, he joined me, tending to my hair with shampoo and sharing a tender moment. As he questioned my struggles, I found myself tearing up, admitting I didn't know why I did it. Sasuke comforted me, expressing his desire to take care of me.
Their intimate ritual continued as Sasuke rinsed the soap from my hair, massaged in conditioner, and washed my back. Laziness seeped in, progressing the narrative as Sasuke found my damp hair alluring. Abandoning the idea of clothing, Sasuke suggested shedding the toxic remnants of my foster parents. Seeking comfort and warmth, we climbed into bed, holding each other until sleep claimed us.
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