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No but you don't get it. That would go against the entire point of their relationship!

Sakura has always been Sasuke's soft place to land, the one gentle thing in his world. His relationship with literally everyone else is tinged with some kind of violence or trauma or cruelty, but Sakura is different.

The only time she ever enacted violence against him had been in an arc where he was out of his mind, she was lying through her teeth to everyone involved, and their relationship was at it's objectively lowest point.

✨ HD + early access in my p@treon 😉

Yes, it's Tanabata themed 😆❤️

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It's here lovelies, it's real 💖🙏🥰 please enjoy this much delayed chapter, given to you with all my love. I was ready to post this and then Ao3 went down... timing.

Pairing: SasuSaku

Tags: Romance, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Team Dynamics, Blank Period, Sexual Tension, Mutual Pining

Sasuke’s temperature has always run higher than most, and Sakura has always, always burned for him. Moments of heat, spent together in the time after his return.

Read it on:

FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13139295/9/Heat

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16866544/chapters/173400772

Excerpt:

Sasuke could almost see the wheels turning before Shikamaru placed his hands on his hips, head cocked. Both men stared at one another for a heartbeat, two silent figures standing amidst the racks of standard-issue ninja clothing. 

Shikamaru put a hand on the back of his head, scrubbing his hair. “Do you… have protection sorted?” 

Sasuke managed - with difficulty - not to choke on nothing, blinking rapidly. He felt his blood betraying him anyway, the flush of colour in his cheeks a dead giveaway. His Sharingan spun in agitation too, and through his embarrassment he was gratified to notice that the Nara didn’t flinch at the sight. 

“I, um-”

Shikamaru sighed, blushing too. “Though I suppose that as a medic, uh… that will be covered anyway. But still, it doesn’t hurt to be prepared, you know…”

He trailed off, looking to the ceiling. Sasuke had a moment of deep gratefulness that it was Shikamaru who’d spotted him rather than any of the rest of their cohort; he wouldn’t have coped with Kiba or, gods forbid, Naruto’s attempt at this kind of advice. 

“Temari always says…” Shikamaru started, then clearly thought better of it. “Well, I think that for kunoichi, it’s a thoughtful gesture to prepare as well…”

Another awkward beat passed, Sasuke looking down at the underwear in his hand. He felt a momentary urge to throw it away, resisting when he realised he’d be left with only his current slightly-threadbare sets.