In Progress [SASUNARU]

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"I'm sorry Sasuke." He apologizes, sitting on his bed as I pick up the remaining noodles from his kitchen floor. I didn't want to answer but I knew he would take it personally.
"It's fine, he did what was expected. I'm a rapist."
"I don't think that's true, and I sure as hell didn't need to watch it happen. That fucked me up a little Sasuke, you were spewing blood."
"Every fiber of my being is telling me I deserve that treatment Naruto. At least I can still stand, you couldn't." His face turns a rouge as he crosses his arms, biting his lip as he tries to think of a comeback.
"Even if- he... he didn't need to call you that. That was a jab at everybody, not just you."
"Call me what?" He cringes, obviously not wanting to say whatever word Jiraiya had used as an insult in the moment. Everything was so fast, I don't know what he was referring to. He called me so many things.
"A- a... a faggot..." I freeze feeling the word hit me harder than ever before. Maybe it's because I just realized it had been directed at me. A grown man, someone Naruto trusted, called me a slur before beating the shit out of me. So he is homophobic... But he also knows what happened. Just another thing to fuel his bigotry. The blond notices my distress and gets up, stepping closer to me, likely with hopes of consoling me in some way.
"C-can I even say that? Since I'm into you it's alright, right?" My heart soars at that sentence. 'He's into me' I repeat, almost grinning ear to ear. I settle with a small smile. Yet, I feel guilty for being happy, happy that he's into me. This isn't healthy. But I've wanted this for so long it's hard to not smile.
"Yeah, I think that's fine." That came out softer than I had expected. He gives me a grin in return.

"When did you tell him?" I break the silence, knowing I'm going to make things even more awkward. He glances at me, meeting my gaze for a second before flicking his cerulean eyes in another direction. He rubs one arm with the other, obviously a bit stressed.
"I didn't tell him, he found out like two weeks ago. Told me I had 'all the signs of a recently mated vessel, a submissive one at that.' He didn't seem that angry at the time, he freaked out for a second but then he calmed down, told me he would 'take care of Sasuke later' had no idea that's what he had in mind..." I shake my head.
"Don't blame yourself for that, like you said, he's a grown man." He just looks down, playing footsie with himself.
"To be honest it didn't really seem like something premeditated, I think the book I had set him off. I should have brought a bag to carry it in." He shoots his head up at that statement, pursed lips and furrowed brows.
"You shouldn't blame yourself either! Having a porno is not justification for getting beaten up... like... even if you did lie to him, and you were using it to do that sort of stuff... that's none of our fucking business-"
"I wouldn't." I utter, faster than I had planned.
"Huh?"
"I... wouldn't use it for that. I wasn't lying."
"O-okay..." he blushes.
"And I don't know if this is overstepping a boundary but, to be frank, I don't think I'd be able to. Not after I... did that to you." Face flushed and mouth ajar, he looks me in the eyes. As he lets his hands fall to his sides he begins to speak, moving his lips ever so slightly.
"You... can't get it up?" He quirks a brow, tilting his head a bit. Now my face heats up.
"I- I haven't tried!" He tilts his head back.
"And I don't plan to."
"You're afraid you won't be able to get it up?" Now it just feels like he's being an ass, but his face tells me otherwise.
"I don't think I'm impotent Naruto!"
"But you don't know." He smirks, now he's just fucking around, the way his comfortability fluctuates is a bit distressing, I don't know when I've crossed the line.
"Well what about you then? Are you impotent?" His eyes flash a vaguely shocked expression and I panic.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have-"
"I'm not." He makes eye contact, refusing to break it.
"You don't have to-"
"I- in the bath after you took me home-" he interrupts me once more before I do the same.
"I don't need to know-"
"I was thinking about..." I let him continue, figuring he's not going to give up. He looks to the floor once more.
"How it would feel, to have you inside me..." I back up a bit, my dick twitching at the statement.
"Oh."
"I didn't like... touch it, I'm honestly a bit scared. I don't wanna think about what you did to me." As my heart drops to my stomach I try to find the words I'm looking for, to accurately portray whatever this feeling is.
"That wasn't meant to be a jab at you, I just-"
"I know, I know Naruto. I wish I could make it better."