All That Glitters ||NaruSasu|| ✔️

Boyfriends

"Can I take a picture of you?" I ask as Sasuke lowers himself onto my lap. It's Friday. The week went by slowly, but without a hitch. It's 6PM and we're fucking for the second time since getting home from school. We haven't yet put a label on our relationship, but I don't mind.

He initiated this. I couldn't push him away again – especially not after everything he told me. I don't know if this is the right or wrong thing to do but, at a risk of sounding whiny, it's all I feel I really can do.

"A picture?" Sasuke looks at me and raises an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because I like seeing you," I say simply.

"Well... all right," he shrugs.

I reach towards the nightstand to grab my phone.

"Thanks for asking, by the way," he adds.

"Have some people not asked?" I wonder.

He nods. "People are shitty... That's why I always offered to keep photos on my phone. It's better that way..."

"I'll say," I mutter agreement. I click the camera app and point it at him. Click. He looks into the camera, but he doesn't smile. I didn't expect him to. Nonetheless, he looks nice. "You're really fuckin' photogenic," I comment. "I'm jealous."

"Hn," he snorts. "I've never seen you try to take a decent picture before. You always make ridiculous faces when someone points a camera at you."

"I take bad pictures," I admit. "Plus, I always blink, so I don't really bother trying."

"Oh, yeah?" he challenges. "Pass me my phone."

"Er, okay..." I say. I place mine back on the nightstand before grabbing his and handing it to him.

He presses his lips together and a second later, he points the phone at me. Click. I let out a groan. He smiles lightly and shows me the photo. "See? You look fine."

I stare at the image of myself. I look pretty stupid. My mouth is half open and my eyes are closed. "I blinked again," I point out. "I look gay."

"Half right, huh?" he laughs.

"I look stupid," I correct my slip.

"True," he admits, "but I told you once already, I like stupid guys."

"Gee, thanks," I snort.

He smiles with self-satisfaction. "It's a keeper," he insists. "It's the only picture on my phone now."

"Good," I say. He hands his phone back to me and I place it on the nightstand again. "So," I hint, slapping his bare thigh.

"Sooo," he repeats in a teasing tone, grinding his hips slowly.

"We're good, huh?" I ask.

"Yeah," he says.

We fall into a silence. I just stare at him, watching him move on my lap. A few minutes later, I sit up and lock an arm around him before lying him down so we're in missionary. I push his legs back so his knees touch his shoulders. "I like this angle," I tell him.

"Perv," he murmurs, shoving his foot in my face. "Hurry up."

I wiggle my eyebrows at him and he grimaces at me. "Heh," I snicker, positioning myself. "Vroom," I say, making a truck noise before plowing back in.

Sasuke looks at me in disbelief. "Wow, this is so romantic," he says flatly between laughs. "Dipshit."

I chuckle, bending down and pecking him on the lips. "Sorry."