You stop in your pace and look towards her. Recalling Naruto’s words,
“Listen, if you hold her hand… maybe she’ll get the message that y’know…”
Even though Naruto, of all people, is the worst person to ask advice from, you think to yourself it couldn’t hurt to be a little more bold and hold her fucking hand. It’s not like you’re already trying to be bold but she hasn’t been noticing any of your previous gestures.
You pause before looking away, holding up your hand to her gaze.
Sakura’s eyes widen to your raised palm.
Honestly, it really couldn’t hurt to hold hands, you’ve been wanting to do it for quite a w–
Sakura places her bag of groceries on the palm of your hand and smiles.
“You didn’t have to Sasuke-kun, but if you insist!”
You then hear her giggle and she walks away.
Your extended palm holds the groceries that Sakura bought earlier and you think to yourself,
“We moved in packs together bounded by our oldest brothers The night was ours for taking, rolling cigarettes and sneaking out We sung our songs of youth and promised that we’d never lose it.”
— Hippo Campus