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Sasuke blinked, his mouth opening to a discreet yawn that he covered with his hand. “It’s late night. You could have told me about this tomorrow morning.”
Naruto huffed, crossing his arms. “But⏤”
“Tomorrow Naruto.” Sasuke muttered, laying back on his bed as his hand shooed Naruto away. “I’ll call the city council to book our appointment.” He heard a suspicious movement and added. “Don’t you dare do any prank now.”
Naruto blew a raspberry back but still left him alone.
On the next morning Sasuke told him that, surprisingly, there was an hour available on the same day. Naruto wanted Iruka to participate the event, but the older nin was away in a monthly mission, so both men agreed that it’d be better if they married now.
Naruto glanced around the stuffy room, his feet tapping repeatedly while they waited for their turn. Honestly, this looked more like they were just there to grab some documents instead of marrying. He heard their call as they hurried to the room, being greeted by the officiant apathetic gaze. He began reciting the speech in a droning tone, that Naruto had already heard plenty times in movies before, the ceremony progressing without a hitch.
Sasuke signed his name, agreeing that from now on they would share a new surname Uchiha-Uzumaki. Shrugging, Naruto signed his consent, wondering why he was so reluctant about this whole thing.
“Congratulations, you may kiss your husband now.”
Oh, that’s why.
I hope you don’t mind (///-///)
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