Sasuke watches as his wife bolts up the stares like an embarrassed teenager, trying to figure out what just happened. He goes to forget about the food he's chopped, wiping his hand clean on his apron before he pulls it off entirely.
He takes a minute to go back to their conversation because that's the only way to clear things up. He doesn't see anything different until he goes to click the link that would have sent the image of the paste.
...
Oh.
He can feel his own face turning red, but at least it makes more sense now. He doesn't bother to try and gather himself, going to ascend the stairs with his cheeks still burning, and lets himself into the room. He doesn't see her, but he does see the locked bathroom door, and he sighs. ]
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Sasuke watches as his wife bolts up the stares like an embarrassed teenager, trying to figure out what just happened. He goes to forget about the food he's chopped, wiping his hand clean on his apron before he pulls it off entirely.
He takes a minute to go back to their conversation because that's the only way to clear things up. He doesn't see anything different until he goes to click the link that would have sent the image of the paste.
...
Oh.
He can feel his own face turning red, but at least it makes more sense now. He doesn't bother to try and gather himself, going to ascend the stairs with his cheeks still burning, and lets himself into the room. He doesn't see her, but he does see the locked bathroom door, and he sighs. ]
Sakura. Come out.