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โ €แต‰สธแต‰ ๐”ฃ๐”ฌ๐”ฏ an แต‰สธแต‰ โ €โ € โ € ๐’พ ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐—บ๐˜† stripes โ € โ € โ €โ € โ € โ €๐–Ž ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ป ๐’พ๐“ƒ your ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐.

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Photo by * ๐–˜๐‘Ž๐”ฐ๐‘ข๐‘˜๐‘’. (@miseryrots)
matt.xn--6ii/ who up listening to ptv and thinking about sasuke (me)
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matt.xn--6ii/ ive been super absent here ahh things are so busy right now but i haven't forgotten about this acc... i have plans...
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in this moment, heart pounding within ribcage, sasuke's thoughts race with his own conflicts. strong of mind, willed to keep himself from crossing an invisible line between them โ€”โ€”โ€” resistant to initiate touch.
oblivious to tumult own proximity has wrought โ € โ€”โ€”โ€”โ € shifting in his slumberใ€โ €brows delicately furrowing as though some elusive grievance has followed him into his dreams. โ € softest;โ € โ €indistinct ๐’Ž๐’–๐’“๐’Ž๐’–๐’“ โ €โ € โ€ฆ
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currently careless as to anxieties of his awakening. part of him wishes he could stay like this forever; a melange of things he'd never dare speak aloud run through his thoughts. even in his psyche, his words sound heavy.
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* ๐˜ชโ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘œ ... ๐‘–โ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ...
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* ๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”... sudden light offends wakening eyes, a prolonged yawn forces its way out from tensing jaws. he ๐’ƒ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’Œ๐’” again... sensing an unexpected nudge, sans response โ€”โ€”โ€” unusual for his counterpart.
languor of the afternoon evidently begun to exact its due from him โ € โ€”โ€”โ€” โ € ๐’•๐’๐’. โ € moments spent considerably longer than intended keeping the uchiha company and the warmth pooled beneathใ€โ €โ€ฆ
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for once, he has no thoughts. his focus pulled away from everything rational, distracted by how close they are. it doesn't take long for him to become mortified of own accord.
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all he does is stare, as he does, his features soften ... naruto can never know this happened. he can never see the way his onyx oculars admire this state. but maybe sasuke can bask in it, even just a moment longer before he wakes.
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albeit another presence keeps him from laying secluded, fatigue โ€”โ€”โ€” the initial culprit of this day's sour dispositions โ€”โ€”โ€” dawns over him entirely. surely it's the comfort of breeze, how warm sunbeams encase him and the grass beneath;
brows draw together at the digit poised before now shut brims โ € โ €โ€”โ€”โ€”โ € โ € an indignant protest already clamoring for release. โ € โ €because *๐’˜๐’‰๐’ does he think he isใ€โ € silencing with such infuriating nonchalance.แฃ
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he doesn't know for how long he's been asleep, he doesn't even consider the possibility of company still beside him. partially to forgetful reposedโ€“fog, besides assuming his comrade would fall bored and leave anyways ...
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when fluttering lashes open, unconsidering of his audience โ€”โ€”โ€” he is surprised to see company at his side. knuckled fist rubbing at the corner of sclera, turning his attenfion to the boy. โ€˜โ€˜naruto...? what are you still doing here?โ€™โ€™
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