so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
SENPAI NOTICED ME TODAY!!!
MOVE OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY
SHIT IM GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL
THAT KAWAII STORE IS HAVING A SALE!!
Sasuke stared earnestly into the other’s eyes, which were electric with intensity in that moment. Naruto was a fundamentally different personality from his, and yet there were certain elements about him—about his life—that spoke so directly to him. Of course there was a tiny reemerging voice in the back of his head warning him of how potentially risky involving himself with Naruto was, but at this point, he no longer cared. Despite the obvious physical attraction he felt for the man, Sasuke was so inescapably drawn to the man’s passion and inner fire that his body practically hummed whenever he was near him.
He moistened his lips, straightening until he was fully facing Naruto. The other man looked tempting beneath the moonlight, dressed in his shirt, amidst the backdrop of the twinkling city lights in the distance. Sasuke’s body felt entirely wired with awareness. Yes, he knew what he wanted, and fuck was he ever tired of denying himself his true desires.
“What if what I want is you?” he asked softly, searching the blue depths of Naruto’s eyes within the shadows.
A gust of wind blew by, rustling the locks of blond hair around the other’s forehead. Naruto smiled a little, his eyes lowering towards Sasuke’s mouth, before rising to meet dark orbs again. “Then reach for me,” Naruto commanded quietly.
Note: A special thanks to Dákkar for the wonderful fan art <3.