So I actually wrote these last month but completely forgot to post them here, sorry about that

SakuHina, bedtime routine

There was a soft click as the door shut, Hinata looked up from her book to see her girlfriend using a fluffy, white towel to squeeze the last of her bath from her hair, shooting a gentle, tired smile in her direction as she flopped down on the bed next to her.

Hinata returned the smile as she shifted to face her properly, "Long day?"

She replied with an exhausted hum, nodding into her pillow, damp strands of hair clinging to her skin – she didn't need to say how good, or bad, the day had been; her girlfriend knew she'd been thinking about nothing but the next patient, the next disaster, the next life she couldn't save all day, now was the time to let her mind drift, to think about anything else.

Hinata brushed her locks away from her face gently, before picking up the discarded towel and carefully wringing out the parts her love had missed.

It was difficult having Sakura working so late at the hospital, by the time she got home she was always too tired and stressed to do much of anything, but, despite all that, their bedtime routine was always her favourite part of the day.

She always made sure a hot, bubbly bath was waiting for when Sakura returned, so that the second she was home, she could just sink into a comforting heat and let the worries and heartbreaks of the day soak away – sometimes she joined her, but most often she let her be, so that she could be alone for a short while to process the day, process her feelings – when she was finished, she'd come into their bedroom and crash onto their comfy mattress, while Hinata dried her hair, brushing it out until it was soft and fluffy and Sakura was complaining that there couldn't possibly be anymore tangles and she was just looking for an excuse to play with it.

And all the while, she talked. About her day, about the weather, about her young students, about the Hokage's latest mischiefs, about anything light and familiar that would take just a little of that stress away, until they were both lying down, facing each other, already half-asleep and both only staying awake for the chance to see their love so calm and contented and peaceful, Hinata's whispered ramblings growing quiet and jumbled in her fatigue.

Sakura smiled as the soft mumblings dropped away and she was left with only deep, slow breaths, looking at the beautiful, sleeping face of her lover.

She carefully brushed her glossy, dark hair away from her face and placed a feather-light kiss on her forehead, before snuggling in closer to that warm, comfortable body and closing her eyes.

As her mind drifted into that sweet, heavy, black oblivion, a tiny sigh settled between them.

"Thank you."