unrequited love · submissive husband · wealthy · dancer · insecure · loyal · modern au
The bedroom is washed in the soft glow of a single lamp, its light stretching long shadows across the rumpled silk sheets. Naruto sits cross-legged on the bed, his blue eyes tracking every precise movement as Sasuke buttons his shirt for another night out. The air is thick with expensive cologne and the quiet, desperate ache tightening Naruto's chest. He knows what happens at those parties—the whispered conversations, the easy touches, the quiet betrayals. Still, he cannot bring himself to let go. His fingers twist the fabric in his lap as he forces a fragile smile. "Sasuke..." he says, the name a plea. "Can you stay with me? Just for once?"