Naruto's pov

Where the fuck is Sasuke? I asked around some more but for some reason, no one had fucking seen him. He was literally just here glued to my hip, how is it that I turn my head and he's gone off the face of the planet??

I went inside the complex, wandering around because maybe he went to the bathroom. That usually happens after someone drinks too much, no? But no, Sasuke was also not there, or literally anywhere. I kid you not, Sasuke is gone.

Without Sasuke here, there was no reason for me to be here, so I left. And la-dee-fucking-da, guess who I found tucked away in a corner with some bastard. Sasuke. My Sasuke, making out with some blond bitch! And they weren't just making out, he was grabbing him. His ass, his stomach, his waist, his face, kissing his neck, sucking on his neck, and Sasuke just fucking let him. Sasuke fucking encouraged him, keeping his head there and just... fuck. I hate this.

I'm going home. No violence, it's not my problem. He's free to do what he wants, who he wants, when he wants. Even if it is some wanna be Naruto. But hey, some people can't handle the original so they need a diluted washed out version.

The problem was I could hear him. No matter how much I tried to block it out, I could hear him. I could hear how fast his heart was beating, how hard he was breathing, the noises he was making, everything, and I could hear how gross the other guys was being. "You're so sexy," he said against his skin. How gross. That should be me.

"God you're so hot, I wanna fuck you so bad." Okay, that's enough, tone it down. I know I said I'd go home, but Sasuke is bad at making good decisions, which is why he chose some box dyed blond instead of me, so I needed to stay, even if that meant having to listen to him.

The worst part was that I could hear how much Sasuke liked the things he was saying to him! Like how on earth could someone like being that vulgar? Have some decorum, some class, some fucking dignity. I sat on the bench outside the house, out of view from where Sasuke was, staring up at the sky.

I don't think I can live like this. I obviously want Sasuke to be happy, but why should he be happy with anyone other than me? He doesn't deserve to be happy. No one deserves him but me. He can stay miserable as long as I'm with him. Otherwise, he'll never be happy. I won't allow it. I'll just kill whoever he's with, problem solved.

But now, I couldn't do that, I'll just be patient. I'll wait, I'll be an obedient dog and I'll wait for him to be done. He'll get this one chance at happiness and I'll never let him go again. I don't care if he hates me, he's mine.

"God, you feel so perfect, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this," he said. Does Sasuke know this guy?? I've never even seen him before. What else does Sasuke do behind my back??

"I love you, Naruto." That was Sasuke, that was definitely Sasuke. Saying my name. Mine. That was my Sasuke, saying that he loved me. Or maybe this knock off truly is a knock off and is that similar to me. "I love you so much, please..." There is no way Sasuke is making out with this guy calling my name. There's no way he thinks we're that similar.

I got up, walking over to him and pulling him off the guy's lap. Okay, now that I'm actually seeing him, there's no way Sasuke actually thought this was me. Sasuke leaned against the wall, clearly too drunk to stand by himself. The blond got up and pushed me, "What the fuck is your problem, dude?!"

I punched him. I know I said no violence, but he pushed me first. And, also, it was only one punch, he knocked out after that. But hey, that's not my problem. I turned to see Sasuke with his hands on the wall, throwing up. Yeah, that's fucking right, you better throw up. That's how nasty that boy is. Throw up all the saliva you probably swallowed. Sasuke's so gross.

Nonetheless, I rubbed his back and held his hair. I sighed, was this really my life?? "It's okay, Pretty, you're okay." He started crying, I'm not sure if it was because he was sad or because he was throwing up, but it made everything worse because he started hyperventilating as well which meant he wasn't throwing up properly and it was getting all over him, and it was just a mess— he is a mess.

After about five or six minutes of this bullshit, Sasuke slumped along the wall with his head in his hands, crying more. I rolled my eyes. He digs his own holes and expects me to carry him out. Well, I do. And I am, currently. Carrying the princess to his room. My Sasuke is so spoiled.

He clung onto me and continued crying, apologizing the entire way. I couldn't do anything but say it's fine, even though it was most definitely not. He makes out with some random guy, calls him my name, tell him he loves him when I've been trying to get him to admit that to me for years, and he expects me to say it's fine? No.

I changed him out of his clothes, making sure to wipe the throw up off his chest which wouldn't have been there if he was wearing some actual fucking clothes. I was tempted to just throw him on the bed and make him sober up so he could apologize to me for years of torment just to make out with somebody he thought was me, but I didn't, I took the high ground. I'd just hold it over him until I died.

Sasuke's pov

My head is fucking reeling. I tried to pull the blanket over me to block the sunlight, but someone was blocking it. I saw a sliver of blond hair through my squinted eyes and all of a sudden everything from last night came crashing down on me. What. The fuck.

I wanna fuck you so bad, you have no idea how long I've waited for this...

Wait. So... did Naruto and I...?? No. We didn't. I'd remember. Was I really that drunk?! I don't even remember drinking like that. I know my mom and some other people just handed me drinks or called me over to take shots with them so obviously I'd go, but I don't remember anything else. Other than me doing that with Naruto...

I can't believe this. Two and a half fucking years of me rejecting him just for me to go fuck it up because I was drunk. After me and Naruto had that argument a couple years back and he confessed, we agreed to stay friends but I was okay with everything he used to do. He started being a lot nicer to me, bringing me food or cooking for me, coming over all the time and taking me places with him, cuddling up to me and being hella touchy, and yeah it made me like him but Naruto's not there.

I don't know what it is or why I think that, Naruto just isn't there in the head. He's not emotional enough, it's like other than being horny for me, he doesn't have feelings. He says he likes me and he wants to be with me, but he never like... Okay like, we'll be talking and then I'll start talking about how he likes me and he'll just get super awkward and not say anything for a while. I don't know, I just don't want to be with him if he's only with me because he feels bad or something.

I don't know, I just know I wasn't supposed to do that with Naruto. I've been telling him no and now this?? I can't. I cannot do this.

Naruto's always teasing me, always touching me and talking so sweet, it's not like I don't want to be with him, I just need to... yeah.

I crept up from under the covers, taking note of my lack of clothing. My head was pounding, but I forced myself to stay silent, not wanting to wake him.

What if he remembers? What if he thinks this changes everything? I can't deal with this right now.

Naruto was sprawled out next to me, his face peaceful and unguarded in sleep. He looks so beautiful. His arm was draped over his head, exposing his bare chest. Memories of me touching his chest filled my head and I covered my face in embarrassment. It didn't feel the same as I thought it would. It wasn't as firm.

I couldn't help but notice how relaxed he looked, completely oblivious to how I felt right now.

I need to get out of here, get some clarity. Maybe then I could figure out how to face him without falling apart.

Carefully, I slid out of bed, wincing as the mattress creaked slightly. This fucking bed needs to be replaced. Naruto stirred but didn't wake up. I quickly gathered my clothes from the floor, slipping into them with as much stealth as I could muster.

I seriously can't believe myself. I looked back at him one final time before I left the room. This is what's best. Me and Naruto shouldn't have gotten together in the first place, I'm just trying to fix the problem I created.

I need coffee and a shower. I'm never drinking again. Never. I will never drink again. Never as long as I live. Never as long as my soul exists. Never.

I thought over last night— how Naruto held me, kissed me, talked to me. Honestly, I wasn't really feeling it. But it's Naruto so obviously I loved it. It sucks though, I was hoping he was going to be better. Not just better at touching me, but a better kisser, better at dirty talking, everything. It was a total let down but like I said, I'm in love with Naruto so I liked it.

Where's my mom? I just need to find my mom. I can't do this without her, I'm going to fall apart and I just need her to tell me it's going to be okay.

As if on cue, she walked into the hallway, immediately taking notice of me. My eyes watered up at the sight and she sighed, opening her arms for me to hug her. So I did, I went over to her and collapsed in her arms, breaking down and crying.

She didn't say or do anything yet although I know she wanted to know what was wrong with me, she just rubbed my back and hugged me tighter. She was probably going to laugh at me when I told her what was wrong, but I didn't care, I just want her to make it better. I love my mom.

"Is this about you disappearing halfway through the party?", she finally asked. I nodded in shame against her chest. "I figured as much, wanna tell me about it?" She pulled back to look at me. I nodded again, wiping my face with my arm and sniffling.

She smiled a little and brought me to the living room. "No matter how old you get, you're always gonna be a momma's boy, aren't you?", she joked as she sat down. I nodded, laying down and cuddling up to her, making her put her arm around me.

"Alright, tell me what happened, Pumpkin," she rubbed my head.

I sniffled again, "Okay so..."

I really love my mom.

Tbcccc

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