[Don't worry, Naruto, keep working on that hangover, and there's always the chance neither of you will remember any of this tomorrow.
Sasuke leans back and sags a little in his seat with a soft sigh. In some odd, roundabout way he's slightly impressed by the level of flushed Naruto has reached. Some vague thoughts about whether or not one can beat a record in blushing rolls around in his mind for a moment until he realizes how useless that would be and shrugs off the idea.
Sasuke, in contrast, rarely feels much embarrassment at all, and that's without alcohol in his system. Perhaps it's natural, for someone who cares so little of the opinons of others.]
You blockhead, you chase me across how many countries and for how many years, and you think people won't think stuff? That kinda determination isn't normal to begin with, and you do it for some traitor everyone wants dead. Who wouldn't wonder about your fucked up priorities and... y'know, reasons.
[He gestures vaguely, almost knocking Naruto's glass over in the process. Almost. He fumbles with steadying it again. Ew, the table is all sticky underneath. ...Well, whatever, moving on. Officially not his mess, Sasuke won't clean it either. Even if it's slightly tugging at a nerve or two in him.]
...Anyway, don't come with stupid ideas if you don't wanna follow through.
[Because never mind who steered said idea into weird territory.]
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Sasuke leans back and sags a little in his seat with a soft sigh. In some odd, roundabout way he's slightly impressed by the level of flushed Naruto has reached. Some vague thoughts about whether or not one can beat a record in blushing rolls around in his mind for a moment until he realizes how useless that would be and shrugs off the idea.
Sasuke, in contrast, rarely feels much embarrassment at all, and that's without alcohol in his system. Perhaps it's natural, for someone who cares so little of the opinons of others.]
You blockhead, you chase me across how many countries and for how many years, and you think people won't think stuff? That kinda determination isn't normal to begin with, and you do it for some traitor everyone wants dead. Who wouldn't wonder about your fucked up priorities and... y'know, reasons.
[He gestures vaguely, almost knocking Naruto's glass over in the process. Almost. He fumbles with steadying it again. Ew, the table is all sticky underneath. ...Well, whatever, moving on. Officially not his mess, Sasuke won't clean it either. Even if it's slightly tugging at a nerve or two in him.]
...Anyway, don't come with stupid ideas if you don't wanna follow through.
[Because never mind who steered said idea into weird territory.]