"Please, [Name], let me take you to work!" Sasuke whines over the phone.

[Name] pulls on her pants, holding the phone between her ear and shoulder. "Sasuke I don't have time for that. I don't want to be late."

"Please, baby please," he begs and [Name] caves in. One of her biggest weaknesses is Sasuke's begging.

"Okay, fine! Just get here quickly. I don't have time to waste."

"Already driving there, babe."

Ten minutes pass, and Sasuke finally arrives. [Name] sprints from her front door and hops into Sasuke's car.

"Let's go," she says, settling into her seat.

Sasuke purses his lips. "Seatbelt."

With an annoyed grunt, she clicks on her seatbelt.

"Kiss?"

[Name] rolls her eyes but smiles before pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

"On the lips."

"Would you just fucking go!"

Sasuke laughs as he slams on the gas, lurching his car forward. Thanks to Sasuke's aggressive driving, [Name] arrives to work on time. He parks at the back of the bakery, and [Name] opens the door.

"I'll see you after work, hopefully," [Name] says, pecking Sasuke's lips.

"No, I'm gonna stay here and order something, so you can serve it to me in that cute apron of yours."

[Name] pouts but allows Sasuke to follow her to the back door. As she's digging out her keys, her coworker Satou saunters out the door, a cigarette in-between his fingers.

"Ah, [Name]," he smiles. "You're late."

"No, I'm on time!" [Name] says, checking her phone. She shoves her phone in his face. "See? See?!"

Satou sticks out his tongue. "It's better to be early than on time!"

"Well, I'm an underachiever! I do the bare minimum!"

Satou scoffs. "Clearly."

Sasuke clears his throat, gaining both their attention. [Name] perks up.

"Oh! Satou, this is Sasuke! And Sasuke, this is my dumbass coworker Satou."

"Hey!" Satou grabs her and puts her into a headlock. "Who're ya calling a dumbass?!"

Sasuke watches as he tousles her hair, making her laugh and beg for mercy. His eye twitches once Satou frees her from his hold.

"I hope you don't mind," [Name] starts, gesturing towards Sasuke. "But he wants to stay for today."

Satou shrugs, putting his cigarette between his lips. "It's no problem. But he's gonna hafta go through the front, back is for employees only."

Satou examines Sasuke and his luxurious car. "Nice car."

Sasuke glares before grunting a thank you. He parts with [Name] going around the front instead.

...

"Your boyfriend doesn't seem to like me very much," Satou whispers, flattening out cookie dough on a pan. [Name] helps by rolling the dough between her hands and pressing them down on a cookie sheet pan.

"He doesn't like anyone," she scoffs. "He hates his brother for goodness sake! He barely even likes me."

It's a joke, but it rubs Satou the wrong way. "If he doesn't like you, why are you sticking with him? Is it the money?"

[Name] hears the seriousness in his words and turns to him. "Satou, he loves me, and I love him. I was joking when I said that he barely likes me."

"Sorry, sorry. Just didn't want to find out that you were trapped in a loveless, toxic relationship."

She laughs, nudging his arm with her elbow. "You're so overprotective!"

She takes the full pan and pops it into the oven. Amai struts into the kitchen, placing a hand on her hip once she sees [Name].

"Hey! Your boyfriend wants you to serve this to him," she grumbles, shoving a boxed muffin into her hands. "He wouldn't even look at me when I tried giving it to him."

"Ugh, that's Sasuke."

...

[Name] sets the muffin in front of Sasuke, and he looks up from his phone to meet her eyes.

"Enjoy your muffin, sir," she says, faking the cheeriness in her voice.

He hums, showing off a small smile. "This is actually for you. Take a break with me."

[Name] laughs, tightening her apron. "I just started work."

Sasuke bites his lip. He knows that once [Name] leaves him, she'll be working in the back with Satou.

"I want to order another thing," Sasuke says, taking her hand. He runs his thumb against her soft skin, wishing he could kiss her, but he detests PDA. "A coffee. Black."

"Heh. Gross. You drink black coffee."

Her hand slips from his as she returns to the kitchen.

A while later, [Name] returns with a steaming hot black coffee. Sasuke takes the coffee and shoves some money into her hands.

"Okay babe, now I really have to get back to work," she says. "I'll talk to you when my break comes."

...

[Name's] break never comes. Sasuke orders from her specifically to just talk to her. She apologizes, bringing him all types of cakes, and cookies. Of course, he's not going to eat them.

"These are for you, and Itachi too," he tells her, and she smiles.

"I promise, I'll take a break soo-"

"Hey! I need you back here," Satou calls from the counter and [Name] spins around.

"Right! Sorry!"

She waves to Sasuke and enters the kitchen.

[Name] pulls brownies and muffins out of the oven, letting them cool on the counter.

"Don't worry about those," Satou says. She feels his chest against her back. His breath skims her skin, and a shiver runs down her spine. "Can you wash the dishes for me?"

[Name] nods, turning around once he backs up. She pulls on gloves, getting to work on the dishes.

What the hell was that?! She dwells on how close Satou was to her. Sasuke would probably try to rip his head off if he saw...

Mrs. Okashi hurries through the kitchen, with two orders in her hands.

"Oh, honey, we've been working you to the bone," she says, putting a hand on [Name's] shoulder. "Take a break with your boyfriend. He's been moping around the shop all day."

[Name] laughs. "He'll be fine without me."

However, she still takes her break. She finds Sasuke in the same spot and collapses on him.

"Affection please," she mumbles, burying her face into his shoulder.

Slowly, Sasuke wraps his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"I missed you," he grumbles, a pink blush forming on his cheeks.

She giggles. "What was that? I didn't hear you."

"I said I'll kill you."

[Name] stifles her laughter, moving closer to Sasuke. Stacks upon stacks of goodies sits on the table. [Name] takes one, opening up the box to take the strawberry off the cake.

"Open."

Sasuke opens his mouth slightly and [Name] pops the strawberry into his mouth.

"You're gonna have to haul this all into your car, you know."

"Hn."

Sasuke chews, spotting Satou at the counter. Oh, how much he despises that man, but he doesn't know why.

"Do you like Satou?" He asks unexpectedly.

"Huh?" She shrugs. "Yeah, he's a great guy."

He's not better than me, right? Is what he wants to ask, but he doesn't. He just holds [Name] closer, forgetting about his hate for PDA.

...

"I'll see you later squirt!" Satou says, hugging [Name] goodbye.

"Bye, Satou."

Satou waves to Sasuke, but all he receives is a glare from the young Uchiha.

"Your boyfriend still hates me," he whispers into [Name's] ear. She snickers.

"I'm telling you, he hates everyone."

She rushes down the stairs, allowing Sasuke to help her into the car. One last time, she waves to Satou, who's standing at the back door.

In the car, Sasuke grabs her thigh, squeezing the big muscle before speeding off.

[Name] interlaces her fingers with his. "Do you need some loving?"

"Yeah, cause you ignored me all day," Sasuke pouts. "I'm taking you home with me."

"Oh, geez."

...

A/N: I'm battling myself right now lol. Like old Wattpad me is like "Show all POVs!!!" And new Wattpad me is like "I only need 3rd perspective, you POV whore!". So I'm struggling lol. Love you, bye.