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“What are you doing?” Sasuke asks, voice placid but amused.
“Mhm,” Naruto hums noncommittally, tracing seemingly random lines and patterns on Sasuke’s back, the noise slightly altered by the fact that he's lying on his side, his prosthetic arm acting like a cushion for his head and cheek pressed into the fabric and muffling his voice. “M'lookin at y'r scars.”
Sasuke doesn't even pause to think about the weirdness of that statement, already so used to the absurdity of half the things that come out of his partner's mouth, and replies flatly, "Why.”
Naruto just half-shrugs. “Dunno,” he answers. "Just 'cuz I guess.” His hands travel up to the black-haired man's shoulder, trailing down what remains of his arm to his scarred stump and tracing the rough skin. Sasuke looks on in silence, his expression a mix of fondness and an affectionate exasperation.
“What's so special about my scars, Naru?” he chuckles, eyes half-lidded and relaxed.
“I wanna know where you got them,” Naruto murmurs in response. “I know where you got that one, though,” he continues, tapping two fingers lightly on a small scar on Sasuke’s side. “You got it when we were genin, on our first official b-rank mission. Got stabbed.”
“Yeah, that shit wasn’t fun. I wasn’t used to it back then so it kinda sucked,”
“Sas, you got stabbed, I’m pretty sure it more than just ‘sucked’,” the blonde man responds fondly, pinching Sasuke’s side.
“Meh. Get stabbed enough times and you kinda build up a tolerance to it,” Sasuke shrugs in a casual way. “You’d understand if you’d been an international criminal.”
“Sasuke, I- You know what? Whatever. How’d you get that one?” He points to an edged, starburst-shaped scar on his shoulder.
“Messed up chidori when I was first learning it. Freaked out a bit when i couldn’t shut it off and grazed my shoulder,” Sasuke replies fluidly.
Naruto gives Sasuke a closed-eyed smile. “It’s beautiful y’now,” he says, and Sasuke can feel his face flush.
“Jeez,” he mumbles, not making eye contact, “what prompted that?”
Naruto drapes himself sleepily across his boyfriend’s lap. “I dunno,” he muses, “I just… wanted you to know. I missed you so, so much in those few years you were gone, and I know it sounds kinda creepy, but I want to know where you got all your scars, all your weird quirks, just… everything. Everything about you. I love you, Sas. I love you so much and I want to spend forever with you. Forever and ever!” He looks up at Sasuke, giggling happily.
Sasuke presses a kiss to Naruto’s lips. “Are you sure you’re not drunk?” he asks in amusement. “Or are you just tired?”
“I dunno!” Naruto responds in a laugh, “but it doesn’t matter! I still love you.”
Sasuke sighs, rolling his eyes. “I know. I love you too.”