"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."
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All That Glitters ||NaruSasu|| COMPLETEDFanfiction
Even though they're part of the same clique, Sasuke and Naruto don't get along. It's always been that way, but things begin to change when Naruto gets his hands on Sasuke's phone and learns a few juicy tidbits about the stoic teenager. It becomes ob...