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Cloistered Sleep

He gazed at her sleepily.

So peaceful. So tranquil. So vulnerable.

He felt his heart swell up in his chest as he struggled to contain his emotions for his beautiful lover, lying so exposed next to him. How could he be so deserving of the unconditional love she constantly gave him? How could a being, so sweet and selfless, even exist in a world constantly filled with hate and selfishness? How could someone who has undeniably been through so many hardships be so pure and gentle? And how could she be in arm's reach of him?

Naruto shifted his body to support Hinata, letting her weight lean against him. Her sleep, so cloistered and peaceful, did not stir much to his relief. Yet he could not bring himself to close his eyes, or for that matter pull his gaze from her face. She was so utterly perfect, and she was there. He did not often wonder how he could have been so oblivious in his childhood. It wasn't like him to reminisce on past memories, good or bad. He only knew at this moment, that he wanted to give her everything. He wanted her to never feel pain or sadness as long as he were there. He wanted to always make her feel so happy and loved-

She gently shifted in his arms, and Naruto reflexively tightened his arms around her small body. She gently moaned his name. Even in her dreams, she only thought of him. Naruto smiled gently, pressing his forehead lightly against hers. He brought his hands up to the sides of her scalp and rubbed gently, letting his fingers tangle in that beautiful raven hair. He was undeniably sleepy. And she was about to make him let go to consciousness.

He whispered so gently against her lips.

"I love you."