Rolling his eyes and sighing, Sasuke didn’t answer Naruto’s question, instead he waited for him to come into his arms that stayed out and open wide.
When he shooed closer, Sasuke looked down at him, slowly tightening his hold so that his arms reached around and hugged Naruto, his heart and breathing a little unsteady from being hesitant at the moment. I’m going to kill myself in the morning. He thought, knowing he might regret this, but right now, he wanted to hold Naruto.
The heat coming from the fox made Sasuke sigh softly and close his eyes, being so tired, he didn’t think that he would be able to stay awake for more then another few seconds. “Imma sleeps..” he mumbled incoherently, his mouth a open a little and his breathing rough from his throat burning from alcohol, despite not realizing it yet due to his state.
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