As a medic, Sakura easily kept her cool in tough situations that made normal people crack. It wouldn’t do for the person responsible for bringing others back from the brink of death to be panicking while mending bones and repairing flesh. However, Sakura was still human, and sometimes - and only sometimes - she would crack under the pressure of Tsunade’s stern stare or Naruto’s constant nagging or the possibility of dying at the battle at hand and blurt out something stupid
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Oh my goodness!!! This...this is beautiful! You have an awkward blurting-her-feelings-out Sakura, smiling Sasuke, A KISS, and Sasuke blushing all in one!? I wish I could be coherent right now, but I have been reduced to a grinning, giddy idiot, so...dsfnkjaherk.
THIS IS A BEAUTIFUL FILL. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I especially love the end. Sasuke attempting to speak, but not actually being coherent and Sakura understanding is just so them.
Sakura didn’t reply. Instead, she raised the volume of her current soap opera and pulled her robe around her body tighter. She didn’t need his sassing. All she needed was some soap opera goodness and some more alcohol.
Sasuke sighed at her silence and went over to the couch. He found an empty bag from the grocery store lingering on the floor and began picking up the empty chocolate wrappers and throwing them into his makeshift garbage. He frowned when he realized the chocolates were still in them, but the sweets were hollow.
“I ran out of booze,” Sakura explained. Her voice was hoarse and judging by the redness rimming her eyes, she’d been crying. “But then I found a box of coffee liquor chocolates and I figured that if I ate enough of them they would work.”
“Did they work?”
She rolled her eyes and gestured to herself. “Do I look like they worked
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Sasuke slid his flak jacket from his shoulders as a jaw-cracking yawn snuck up on him. He was hoping Sakura went to sleep early. Maybe he could slip into bed without her knowing he’d stayed late at the station again. Just as the thought crossed his mind, he walked past the kitchen where his wife was squatting eye-level in front of the stove as she poked something with a spatula.
He frowned. “What are you doing up?”
Not taking her eyes off the stove, she shot back, “What are you doing up? Your shifted ended five hours ago, Sasuke-kun.” Straightening, she turned to him, the spatula swatting her every word. “You’ve been working late all week! It’s not healthy
( ... )
Also, I cannot express how much I adore post-canon family fics. This, in particular, was just so light and fluffy and really makes you hopeful. :D I love the rather submissive attitude Sasuke adopts when it comes to dealing with pregnant!Sakura and just how muted he keeps the excitement we all know is bubbling.
Sakura's hands stilled over the plate of apples on her lap. She looked at Sasuke and felt her heart breaking. He refused to look at her. She wondered if he would ever recover...if he would ever forgive himself. She never thought they'd be here, sitting so close together, but further apart than ever before. This was the point of no return, they would either move forward or move away. The moments passed by in silence and she knew...she knew, without the shadow of a doubt, that she was losing him
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Prompt: Wild heart
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Prompt: In the heat of battle
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THIS IS A BEAUTIFUL FILL. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I especially love the end. Sasuke attempting to speak, but not actually being coherent and Sakura understanding is just so them.
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Sakura didn’t reply. Instead, she raised the volume of her current soap opera and pulled her robe around her body tighter. She didn’t need his sassing. All she needed was some soap opera goodness and some more alcohol.
Sasuke sighed at her silence and went over to the couch. He found an empty bag from the grocery store lingering on the floor and began picking up the empty chocolate wrappers and throwing them into his makeshift garbage. He frowned when he realized the chocolates were still in them, but the sweets were hollow.
“I ran out of booze,” Sakura explained. Her voice was hoarse and judging by the redness rimming her eyes, she’d been crying. “But then I found a box of coffee liquor chocolates and I figured that if I ate enough of them they would work.”
“Did they work?”
She rolled her eyes and gestured to herself. “Do I look like they worked ( ... )
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Prompt: pancakes
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He frowned. “What are you doing up?”
Not taking her eyes off the stove, she shot back, “What are you doing up? Your shifted ended five hours ago, Sasuke-kun.” Straightening, she turned to him, the spatula swatting her every word. “You’ve been working late all week! It’s not healthy ( ... )
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Also, I cannot express how much I adore post-canon family fics. This, in particular, was just so light and fluffy and really makes you hopeful. :D I love the rather submissive attitude Sasuke adopts when it comes to dealing with pregnant!Sakura and just how muted he keeps the excitement we all know is bubbling.
I LOVED THIS. :D:D
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