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Sasuke didn’t care if Naruto didn’t want help, he’d stay with him anyways. Besides, it wasn’t like he had much else to do. Anything to distract him from his headache was open in his opinion.
“Stubborn bastard.” Sasuke mumbled while watching him pouring the water, the scent of tea wafting through the air and already helping his brain substantially.
When Naruto told him to go back to bed, the Uchiha furrowed his eyebrows and tightened his hold around his body. “Don’t tell me what to do baka.” he grumbled with a glare despite the loser not being able to see it.
Sasuke watched Naruto’s hand when he moved the spoon in the mug, his mouth watering for it as he released his hold on the blonde and instead picked up his tea, blowing on it to cool it off. “Thanks.” he mumbled without much care as he sat back at the edge of the bed and glanced at Naruto with his onyx eyes.
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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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