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(Naruto POV)
Naruto and Sasuke sat on the couch, they were having a movie night. A little window was open and the movie was near over. Sasuke had fallen asleep around 15-20 minutes ago. (His head is on Naruto’s shoulder)

The cold air seeped through the window, a chill going through Naruto's body, though despite the cold air, he refused to stand up and close the window, wanting to watch the ending of the movie.
He couldn't really tell what was going on, though, it must be because of how tired he was, it was something about…rats? Who knows.
(They’re watching ratatouille 🤭)

Reluctantly, Naruto decided that he wanted some ramen. But how could he really be reluctant to get ramen? He sat up, careful not to wake Sasuke.

He walked to the kitchen, slouching a little bit. He rubbed his temples. "It’s been quite a long day," He thought.

He searched through the fridge, suddenly blinded by the bright light, "Oh! Damnit!" He rubbed his eyes again, adjusting to the light as he grabbed a bottle, "Ramen?".

“Right, this must be ramen, right?” He thought, certain that it was ramen. He set it down on the counter. Just as he was walking over to get the spices that he put in it, he ran into the counter. Somehow managing to knock the bottle off the counter.
“Fuck!” He tried to grab it, but only ended up slipping on it and spraying ketchup all over the walls.

Naruto fell back onto his ass, stopping himself from yelling out in pain as he surveyed the ketchup bottle in his hands and the mess covering the walls and floor.

"I guess I'll have to clean this up-" He muttered to himself, standing up carefully and throwing the mostly empty ketchup bottle into the nearby trashcan, barely hitting it in.

He walked over to the cabinets, twisting his neck around in a quick motion as if to pop it. It slightly cracked. He opened the cabinet and searched around for the cleaner. “What? I could have sworn I had some in here…” He signed, clearly annoyed. “Ugh, I guess I have to go out and buy cleaning stuff…” He said aloud.

He glanced over to the couch, where Sasuke was still peacefully sleeping. It would be wrong if he just left! How about…he left a note! Yep, good. He grabbed a sticky note and scribbled down quickly, "You look nice :)" Then quickly ran out the door, remembering to grab his keys and wallet.

Just as he entered the store and walked into the supposed cleaning isle, he realized that this ... .this was a soup store.

(Sasuke POV)

Sasuke yawned, jerking slightly as he awoke from his nap. “Where am I? Oh, right.” He frowned, looking around. The movie was rolling credits. “Where’s Naruto?!”
He shot straight up, despite being drowsy.

He stood up, wobbling slight but shaking the sleepiness away as he started to check the house, checking the bedroom first then turning around, noticing something red in the corner of his eye from the kitchen.

"Naruto," He called, walking forward before stopping in the middle of his patterned walking, eyes going wide as he froze, hands stilling besides a light shaking that had started.

Memories of the massacre flooded his head, and it felt like he was there again, as if it was happening all over again, watching as his brother slaughtered his own parents in the most heartless and inhuman way. He could smell the blood again, basically taste the irony liquid he hadn't even experienced then. He clutched his heart as his knees gave out, unable to control the panic that rose in his chest.

He fell to the ground, making a loud thudding noise. Hey began violently hyperventilating. His sight clouded and his vision was blurry.
“oh God no, it’s happening again.” Tears started rolling down his cheeks. The feeling of the betrayal and panic coming back to him.

His fear rose even more when he realized that Naruto could very well actually be dead. In his dazed panic, he didn’t hear the door open. He didn’t hear Naruto’s footsteps or worried gasp. He was in his own headspace at the moment.

Naruto stepped besides him, placing his hand on Sasuke's shoulder, catching the other by surprise to see a living Naruto. "Sasuke?" He poked the other's tear stained face.

"Was Ratatouille good?" Naruto whispered, Sasuke not responding, still in a state of shock.

Naruto narrowed his eyes, genuinely concerned. He looked around and realize what must have caused the daze of panic. He had heard about the Uchiha clan’s massacre, and he was guessing the ketchup on the walls reminded Sasuke of that day. Blood must have been smeared all over the walls.
However, surely that memory wouldn’t have made him feel this panicked. Right? Maybe it did.

Naruto softly pulled Sasuke into a hug, hoping the embrace would make him realize he was here, not dead. "Sasuke," He whispered, the other responding with a soft mutter of, "Naruto..?"

Naruto pulled away from the embrace and planted a light kiss on Sasuke's lips.

Sasuke was kind of just…frozen in shock. “Did he just…?” Sasuke touched his lips lightly with two fingers and looked at Naruto. His breathing began to steady out to normal. “Gay gay homosexual gay” Naruto chanted quietly, jokingly. He was clearly trying to lighten the mood.

"😨" Sasuke said, face slowly flushing as he stared at Naruto, "I thought you were dead.." He suddenly cleared his throat, "N-Not that I care..but why did you fucking kiss me you homosexual"

"Hehe" Naruto becomes micheal jackson the end

SUDDENLY, KAKASHI AND SAKURA APPAEARED, KAKASHI HAD BEEN THEIR TOASTER ALL ALONG AND SAKURA HAD BEEN STALKING THEM LIKE THE SILLY BITCH SHE IS. "GAY ASSES" SAKURA SNICKERED, THROWING ROCKS AT THEM WITH LOVE. KAKASHI ASCENDED. THE REAL END