Unlikely Roomates.. [Sasunaru]

☆What Stays Unspoken...☆

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𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓠𝓾𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

'𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐'

"𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐"

~𝙿𝚘𝚟 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎~

[𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎]

ℒℯ𝓉'𝓈 𝑔ℯ𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝒾𝓉!

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HELLOOOOO!! I know it's been a while [six whole months...] but due to my internet being crappy right now and a sudden motivation I've decided to work on the next chapter! In the time I was gone I did come up with a few small little twists and details I can add!! And again, so sorry for being gone got caught up with school along with my lack of motivation :3

But enough with my villain backstory, Let's get into this chapter, nothing too big happens in this chapter [Maybe] so this should be pretty fast for me to write. Imma try to write at least 3 chapters since I'm not tired and have nothing better to do!

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~3rd person POV~

The days had blurred together as the tension between Naruto and Sasuke simmered beneath the surface. They fell into a strange rhythm—awkward silences, fleeting glances, and moments of palpable tension that neither of them dared to acknowledge.

Naruto had tried to avoid thinking about Sasuke at any means necessary, but it was like trying to stop the tide from coming in. Every time he saw Sasuke across the dorm, his heart would skip a beat, and his mind would conjure those same images—Sasuke's dark eyes gazing into his, that rare, fleeting smirk, his hands...—

Naruto shook his head, attempting to push the thoughts away for the hundredth time. "Get a grip, Naruto.. Geez" he muttered to himself, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, splashing cold water on his face. He glanced at his reflection, noticing the tiredness etched in his features. Avoiding Sasuke hadn't been easy. It had meant staying out late, taking on extra shifts at work, and pushing himself in the gym until his body ached.

But no matter what he did, it wasn't enough. The thoughts still clung to him, just like the tension in the dorm. They hadn't had a real conversation in well over 3 days, only exchanging a few words when necessary and the occasional passing glance. Naruto wasn't sure if Sasuke noticed or if he just didn't care that much too acknowledge it..

Wiping his face with a towel, Naruto headed back to their shared space. Sasuke was already there, sitting at his desk, headphones on, completely engrossed in his studies. Naruto paused at the door, watching him for a moment. Sasuke's concentration was intense, his brow furrowed, and his hand moved fluidly over his notebook as he jotted down notes.

Naruto's gaze lingered longer than it should have. His mind wandered back to that night a week ago, when he'd touched himself, imagining Sasuke's hands on him, his body pressing him into the mattress. A shiver ran down Naruto's spine, and he quickly turned away, heading to his own side of the room.

He dramatically threw himself onto his bed, pulling out his phone in a desperate attempt to distract himself. Scrolling through social media, he tried to focus on anything but Sasuke. It wasn't working. His thumb hovered over a photo from a mutual friend's post, one of the few times Sasuke had actually agreed to go out and be seen in public with him at a party. His usual stoic expression was softened by the warm, dim light of the club. Sasuke stood in the background, along with Naruto who was busy trying to beat one of their female friends in a staring contest.