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Kiba loves to watch her sleep.
Not because he's a pervert or a psycho, but because of her.
The way she barely turns in her sleep, barely flickers an eye or moves a muscle.
She is not worried when she sleeps; she doesn't try to fade away or worries about upsetting others. She doesn't think she is weak, and her forehead is not marked by a worried wrinkle when she thinks.
She barely whispers, and when she does it's a name. His name. And of that, he is immensely proud.
Her lips are slightly parted, and she looks so unbelievingly perfect and beautiful.
He is sometimes unsure whether she is real or not. And he is also torn between kissing the sleeping beauty and letting her sleep, to shield her from this world, that does not see how beautiful she is.
But that is not up to him, as her eyes flutter and opens ever so slowly. Her white eyes bore into his with such intensity he is left speechless every time.
"Hi" she whispers. Her face is still calm, unworried for the world outside this one.
"Hi" he whispers.
"What are you doing?" she asks and cocks her head slightly. He smiles at her before he answers her softly: "Watching you sleep."
He loves to watch her blush too.