14 | dinner date?

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{naruto}

At six-oh-one p.m. Naruto checked the eye hole wondering why Sasuke was late. As it turned out, the man wasn't late. He'd simply been standing for sixty seconds, staring at the door.

He ran a hand through his hair and then stared some more. He messed with his hair again before he paused midway, probably realising that it wasn't going to look different from the way it always did and that he was just stalling.

Naruto figured he'd let Sasuke knock at his own time. So Naruto went about gathering his jacket, wallet, phone and keys.

At six-oh-seven, Naruto checked his watch and then the eyehole again with a frown. Why is he standing about looking all nervous? What's there to be so nervous about? What if there is something to be nervous about? Should I be nervous?

Naruto rolled his eyes and quashed the internal panic that was worming its way in and jerked the door open to face the pale man. He leant against the door and smiled at Sasuke.

Blond hair was still dripping water onto the towel that was around a tan neck for that very purpose; Sasuke's eyes were immediately riveted to every little stream and droplet.

"I see you still have trouble using doors," Naruto said in lieu of a greeting, a smirk on his lips. "That's okay, babe, we'll work on it."

When Sasuke's reply was simply to blink and nod, Naruto rolled his eyes again, in bemusement as he reached out and pulled the man in by his left wrist.

"Relax, these whiskers don't mean I bite... hmm, actually, that's up for debate." Sasuke broke into a smile at that and Naruto internally cheered at the break in the solemn mood. "Ah, another argument about fine details you'd like to have with me?"

Sasuke pulled the blond man close once they were in the living room, wrapping his arms around him and holding on in silence, his cheek to Naruto's chest. Naruto took the hint and hugged back, going quiet as they simply embraced for a while.

"I missed you." Naruto's eyes widened slightly but instead of waiting for a reply Sasuke continued. "I missed you so much it's ridiculous. You even haunt my dreams"

"Dreaming of me in an attempt to spend time with me?" Naruto cracked a smile, the small genuine one with an apology clear in his tone. "I've been too busy. I know. I'm sorry."

"I spent three days in the library and three days out of the library, trying to study, but all I actually did was leave newly made flash cards everywhere and miss you," Sasuke admitted, his tone ever so serious.

Their fronts perfectly aligned in the embrace since Naruto was wearing those pumped up kicks with soles that make you float. He chuckled and rubbed Sasuke's back, hoping his inability to handle this moment wasn't obvious. "Did you count each flash card with, 'he loves me, he loves me not'?"

"Hmmmmm, well, now that you mention it..." Sasuke began thoughtfully. "I think I remember encountering some lovely orange flowers this past week..."

Naruto pulled away, holding Sasuke an arm's length away, hands on his shoulders. Eyes blown wide like saucers. "That was you!"

"Obviously. What, are you hiding another suitor I don't know about?" Sasuke frowned a bit after asking.

"Pft, yeah right." Naruto snorted at the idea dismissively.

A pause then he looked at Sasuke through amber lashes. A curl at the corners of his lips, trying to downplay his flattered smile. "I looked up what they mean."

"Oh?" Sasuke smirked, simply drinking in every inch of the expression on the face in front of him, including the whiskers that weren't hidden from him anymore.

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