Sasuke watched Naruto like a hawk, eyeing the blonde like he was his son, or more his lover. Being a little worried, he put his hands on Naruto’s and scowled. “Stop drinking so much, it’s not good for you.” Mumbled with annoyance, taking a drink and sighing miserably. “Fine, if I drink one…will you stop gulping them all down like that?” Asked seriously, knowing the young ninja’s health would be at risk if he drank too much alcohol.
And his body would be ruined. Sasuke thought with a cringe, loving Naruto’ hot body, but not ever wanting to tell him that straight to his face.
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