You Gave Me More

The Good Stuff Coffee Joint became Sasuke's paradise, his true oasis.

It was his sanctuary every morning, sometimes twice on really grueling shitty days. Each time he would enter hearing the little ring ring, it was like music to his ears, and when he took his first sip, hot damn, it was like crack... or voodoo or some shit. His always tense (to his mother fucking ears) shoulders would relax, would melt like butter in a hot pan.

No one bothered him, and no one was too loud.

It was perfect...

until a moron decided to break that peace smashing it into a million pieces.

Or

All his life, Sasuke wanted to be a gangster...
Who knew blue eyes would stop him cold in his tracks.

Set in the 50s/60s, comes with heavy Mafia vibes. Please read warnings before reading the one shot. Thank you!