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Sasuke glared at the blankets, he grabbed the fabric, pulling it off of Naruto and acting childish for a moment when he spoke. “No, you can’t cuddle with the blankets when I’m here…” he mumbled.
Tired as hell, Sasuke wasn’t planning on sleeping alone or cold without anyone close, he was hoping that Naruto would approve of snuggling. Not wanting to say it though, he just threw the blankets on the ground and laid his head on the pillow.
“Come on!” he said in annoyance, putting his arms out to the blonde and blushing just slightly, barely visible, although it was still pressed onto his pink cheeks.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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