Marry Me: I’ll write one character proposing to another.
Place one of these in my ask and I’ll write you a drabble!
They were both seventeen when he first asked her. They were home, the war over for months now, and they were sitting on a bench outside the training grounds waiting for Naruto and Sai to arrive. They barely spoke since Sakura arrived a few minutes prior, but that was normal. The silence was comfortable.
So when it happened, it just happened. He didn’t look at her as he asked. He didn’t even have a ring.
And at first, she thought she’d heard him wrong. She must have. Sakura turned to him and tilted her head. “What did you say?”
"Marry me," Sasuke repeated, his tone the same—flat, matter-of-fact.
His expression darkened.
"No! I mean—" She shook her head, blushing so strongly she could feel her pulse against her cheeks. "This just seems so sudden. I didn’t know you felt—I didn’t know the thought even crossed your mind. I’m just surprised."
Sasuke shrugged and crossed his arms, leaning backward into the bench. “It has,” he said. “Multiple times. It makes sense.”
"What makes sense?"
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