The sun hung high over Konoha, casting a warm glow over the bustling village streets. Sasuke walked beside you, his usual cool expression in place, while your hand casually brushed against his. You two had been practically inseparable lately, always together no matter what.

And trailing behind—arms crossed, face scrunched in frustration—was Naruto.

“Come onnnn! Do you guys really have to be glued together all the time?” Naruto groaned, throwing his hands up. “I mean, I get it, you’re dating, but can’t I hang out without feeling like a total third wheel?”

Sasuke barely spared him a glance. “No one’s forcing you to follow us, dobe.”

Naruto let out an exaggerated sigh. “Tch! Yeah, well, maybe I wouldn’t have to follow if my best friend didn’t abandon me every time I ask him to train!” He shot you a playful glare. “Admit it, you’re stealing him from me.”

Sasuke smirked slightly, finally intertwining his fingers with yours as he glanced at you. “Maybe.”

Naruto groaned even louder. “Ughhh! Unbelievable! This is the worst!”

You laughed, leaning into Sasuke while Naruto dramatically threw himself on a bench. Even though he complained, deep down, he was happy to see Sasuke care about someone.

Not that he’d ever admit it.