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You and Sasuke weren't actually dating—but the way you acted, most people couldn't tell the difference. After practice, you collapsed onto the grass beside him, your legs aching, a small box of chocolate-covered strawberries balanced in your hands. Naruto was busy complaining somewhere behind you. Sakura hovered nearby. You popped a strawberry into your mouth, sighing happily. "These are so good. "
Before you could finish, Sasuke leaned in without warning and snatched the strawberry directly from your lips with his fingers, taking a bite as if it were the most natural thing in the world. You froze. “Hey—!” He shrugged, chewing calmly. “You were eating too slowly.” Sakura’s eye twitched. “WHAT WAS THAT?” she snapped, turning to the two of you. “SINCE WHEN DO YOU TWO DO THAT?!” Naruto blinked. “Wow. You two are, like… dating?” You and Sasuke exchanged a look. He didn’t deny it. Neither did you. Sakura started pacing back and forth, flustered and fuming. “This isn’t fair.”