I'm alive and so is this story. Just trying to get the drive to update. Also trying to figure out how to type the characters.
When I woke up the moon was high in the sky. I sat up and looked around the room the dimly lit room. The chair next to the bed was pulled closer than normal and had a person sitting in it. The light from the moon cast a glow on the person sitting in the chair showing their bright red hair. I dangled my feet over the edge as I sat up to get a closer look at him. He looked so peaceful when he slept. Wait Gaara was sleeping? Why? I know Temari said he slept… nope don't start that thought. Don't even go there. Just why was he sleeping now? He never slept before why was he sleeping more now?
A stray hair had fallen in front of his eyes and I reached out and brushed it away from his face. He still didn't wake up. Not even a twitch when I moved his hair. He looked so peaceful right now. How is this the man who nearly killed me years ago and was a feared Kazekage. The only thing that even resembled that man was the scar on his forehead and the dark circles around his eyes that I doubted would ever disappear. I wonder if he was dreaming? If he was it was at least a peaceful dream.
My stomach growling startled me and apparently Gaara as well because his eyes snapped open. "Sorry." I didn't mean to disturb his sleep.I just didn't realize I was hungry. "Did you sleep well?"
He gave me a confused look for a second before he seemed to realize what I had said. He never did give me an answer though. "You're hungry." It wasn't a question. He knew I was.
I was jealous of Gaara. He stood up so gracefully and I had to basically fling myself out of the bed because of the added weight. I was only a few months along but my center of gravity had changed which didn't help anything. Luckily most people wore looser clothes so I was able to hide it and just say I was adapting to the environment which no one ever seemed to question.
Gaara headed out the room and I quickly followed after him. He went downstairs to the kitchen and turned to look at me. "Sit." He then started grabbing stuff from the fridge and started to cook me some food. I followed his instructions and sat at the small kitchen table. It only took a few minutes before he laid a plate on the table. It was a simple stir fry but smelled amazing to my hungry self. "Thank you." He really was an amazing cook. "You need to teach me to cook sometime." I was okay. It was edible but not anything near the flavor of what Gaara made in such a short amount of time.
"Okay." He sat down with a plate as well.
"How did the meeting go?" I wasn't sure how much he would or could tell me.
"They are starting to attack closer to the village so we have upped security especially at night."
"Do you know what they want?"
He was quiet for a moment before he answered. "No."
I wasn't sure if he was telling me the truth or not but didn't want to push anything. I was thankful he at least told me something."Thank you for the food." I put my fork down on my empty plate and went to stand up. "I should go back to sleep." I started to walk towards the stairs but stopped. I turned around and looked at Gaara and I grabbed his hand. "Come." I was trying to be more open to this relationship. We already created a kid together so hopefully it would be okay to share a bed not drunk.
He seemed concerned at first but a gentle tug got him to follow. I let go on his hand feeling slightly awkward about it. I wasn't sure how this would work but I guess we had to start somewhere.
When we made it to the room I stared at Gaara. Did he had a preferred side? Did I? Do we sleep on opposites site? Cuddle? I had no idea how this would work. We both just randomly picked a side and laid down as far from each other as we could. It was uncomfortable to sleep on my back so I curled up on my side and faced away from him. This was different for me but we knew it would be even more uncomfortable if we slept any closer.
"Good night." I whispered before closing my eyes and slowly drifting off to sleep.
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