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It must’ve been the amount of Energy drinks and Caffeine he just consumed in the last hour of procrastinating on his last minute exam five hours ago now that Naruto his flipping on his bed and twisting over his thin blanket because apparently, his eyes begged to stay open.
the blonde sat up, huffing before rubbing his hands over his face before he launched himself back to the bed, sinking onto it as if the plump mattress would strangle him to sleep.
the sounds of the fan spinning, the blow of the wind on his open window where a robber could easily slip in and take his piggy bank situated at his desk filled with college stuff that you don’t even want to know what it’s about.
The blonde man sat up once again, grabbed his phone from the bed side and nearly went blind when he opened it just to see the time radiating 12:34 In The morning.
and he feels like shit.
and thank goodness it was Saturday tomorrow, cause if not— Naruto doesn’t think he’ll even attend another bundle of Kakashi’s lecture slipping terrible pick up lines that each and every student forced a “woah” to move on and make their Professor happy.
He let out another groan when he realized he already wasted a bunch of hours of trying to sleep so better as well scroll on instagram or even bother one of his friends that’s probably sleeping— because apparently, he’s the only person who has a shitty bed time.
But in other thoughts, there was no active group chat and if ever he did message in one of them— they’ll probably cuss him out saying that “this group chat is for educational purposes!” As if they talk about educational stuff about a historic sculpture they don’t give a shit about.
Plan B: Backread one of your group chats.
you’re bored, sleepy but couldn’t sleep because your eyes refused to fall, and overly stupid to think with his bored as mind to what the the fuck is he gonna do with his life.
Then there he his, flipping over his stomach and using his worm out pillow as support for his arms and chin before clicking the blue app in hopes of finding old memories to smile and laugh about.
old memories. Not forgotten, just getting it relived.
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Sakura:
why the fuck is the classroom smelling like roaches and rotten cheese, somone take a fuckibg bath my god.
Shikamaru:
@InunuKkiba123
Ino:
@InunhKkiba123
Kiba:
Wtf.
Sakura:
Fucking Kiba.
During Highschool days, Naruto could easily remember how close he was with his classmates, they were like a family to him— a family he could run to and cry to when he needed them, and then they were absolutely there to open thier arms and lend him their shoulders.
Naruto could remember how shit he was in third year but then easily aced each test in the help off…
in the help of Sasuke Uchiha.
Naruto’s thumb paused over the name lingering the person who bears it.
Sasuke:
who stole my pens you assholez
Sakura:
don’t be mean Sasuke…
Ino:
yea you could be mean to me instead.
Shikamaru:
ew
Kiba:
WTF!!!
as long as Naruto could remember, he was a little bitch.
no seriously, he given the Uchiha hell when he found out his number.
because apparently Naruto was failing his classes, and one of the teachers who cared enough for him took notice and assigned one of the not only the popular kid in the whole entire campus— but also the smart, multi talented mother fucker to tutor him atleast twice a week for him to at least graduate.
and hey, it did help but Naruto seriously had this one sided beef with the other that he doesn’t understand why he despises that boy.
And when Naruto rammed his memory for the reason, it was probably because of cool demeanor that every women loved about that man that holds themselves in grace and hotness— complete opposite of Naruto who was friends with Kiba.
So when they finally exhanhed numbers after exchanging fists, they talked through the phone to match each others schedules.
but as I said, Naruto was a little bitch and wasn’t making it any easier—
if ever he had an awful thought of an pick up line, he’d send it to the other when he found out that the man absolutely hated his own fan girls that would be bold to, too, send him oick up lines much more cornier than Naruto’s.
But did he block him? No, he was saving his face as a good student.
and Naruto was slowly cutting that line of thread.
the amount of corny ass pick up lines could not be counted with Sasuke’s cussing him with of the most foulest language you could ever imagine.
it was crazy, chaotic, nice and…
memorable.
Sasuke:
@Ramen4life
Naruto:
I’m Innocent.
Sasuke:
Right, Cafeteria, now.
Ino:
das crazy.
Shino:
demanding much?
Naruto:
Demand me more, I like it.
Shikamaru:
God, Kill me now
“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
Naruto gasped as loud as he stared in horror, not disbelief nor disappointment, just pure horror on what he juts sent back then.
scratch out the memorable, the raven had absolutely every bit of valid reason to hate Naruto.
because what is this?
this is some another level of corny, Jesus Christ Naruto doesn’t even wanna know how he was able to wake up and chat with his friends without any worry of this monstrosity getting leaked for Christ sake.
this is not a memorable memory, this was more of an embarrassing moment than that— fuck, Naruto wants to jump out— maybe sleeping away this embarrassment would be better but he sure hell knows that his brain would even let him as it will and will go on repeating that message he sent.
and fuck he wanted to apologize— he swears if ever he could turn back time, he would absolutely leave that school if some of his teenage harmonies decided to take control of the whelk the sent that message.
Naruto groaned, and out of nowhere he accidentally taped Sasuke’s profile and he was immediately sent to their old conversation to each other that was left on read back at the early two thousands.
and Naruto PANICKED, he nearly threw his phone out the open window but instead, he went on his knees and covered his face with his hands and peeked between the crack of his fingers.
fuck, how could be so fucking clumsily all of the sudden?
Naruto:
Don't need to study physics, cause we have chemistry
Sasuke:
The only Chemistry you have is with your B- Science Test.
Naruto:
oh come on
Naruto huffed a laugh before he slowly leaned over the scrolled down, this message was before their another round of exams for the last semester before they graduate.
Naruto:
I have another one
Sasuke:
Please let it be the last.
Naruto:
i promise sugar lips
Naruto:
they say disney land is the happiest place on earth, clearly they haven't been in your arms
Sasuke:
Your BLOCKED.
A smile plastered on Naruto lips, sure blur out those corny ass pick up lines he got from google — but the interaction between them was nice, funny and very teenage like.
Naruto doesn’t under stand why he hated that man’s guts so much.
So Naruto scrolled, looking over his old photos he shared with the man that would reply with emojis, then later on would go with full on sentences before they transform into… something more…
Sasuke:
according to my calculations, the more you smile, the more I fall for you.
Naruto:
CORNY
Sasuke:
Can i follow you home? Because my parents always told me to follow my dreams.
Naruuto:
you’ve caught the Naruto disease ☹️
Sasuke:
Are you mixed? Cause your half mine and half fine.
Naruto:
I'm Caucasian.
are. You. Crazy.
cause Naruto’s absolutely sure he is.
he doesn’t know what feeling he has in his gut in the middle of morning while back reading his conversation with his frenemy that he used to annoy with pick up lines was now turning teh freaking tables on him out of nowhere in the middle of semester?
And how… how could he had missed this?
had he always viewed that basted cold hearted? Because this message over here sure isn’t.
sure as hell isn’t near that at all.
And as Naruto skimmed, he scrolled and scrolled until he reached the last ever conversation they had when they were now Graduating.
How. could. have. He missed. This?
Sasuke:
Meet me at the cafeteria, usual spot.
Naruto:
Your call?
sasuke:
alrigut, the usual?
Naruto:
ONMW
sasuke:
take care, don’t rush or you’ll trip.
Naruto:
or what I’ll fall for you? Corny!
Sasuke:
I think that Should have gone around.
well, that wasn’t so… “casual” now is it?