title: Born to Be Three
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH 2015
rating: K-M

summary: o10: Sasuke offers to trim Sakura's hair.

dedicated to: my baes on tumblr - i love you all!

NOTE THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE MONTH: I wanted to add Sarada in many of these prompts, because she's a part of this beautiful family too /sobs forever at my babies having babies/ but sometimes I either couldn't find a way to fit her in and, to be honest, I have little experience writing about her! Hopefully that will change in the future!

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Haircut

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Sasuke offers to trim Sakura's hair.

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Sakura has the thick metal shears out. They look like gardening tools, rather than haircutting supplies, and Sasuke knows that given Sakura's poor sense of control, her hair might not be the only thing she cuts.

"Relax, Sasuke-kun," Sakura says. She ties back her hair, down to her waist, in a firm ponytail. He doesn't remember how it grew so fast, and it still catches him off-guard to see his wife without her beautiful bob.

(Not that he doesn't like her ponytail—he finds it is especially practical in their confidential activities).

"I'm just going to cut it ear-length. I've done it for years. Why are you panicking about it now?"

He does remember her using her kunai to touch up her locks, or even children's scissors to even out the length. But it's been a while, as demonstrated by its height, and those shears are very intimidating.

"Ear-length?" he asks. Sasuke fears that his prediction will come true. Perhaps after her accidental amputation, she could go on to become a famous painter of sunflowers in their backyard.

"Yeah. Like it was before." Sakura adjusts her mirror and smiles when she sees her husband behind her. She reaches for the shears and tilts her head. Her hand positions itself horizontally above her shoulders. Her fingers are about to close together, as the edge of the shears are merely centimeters away from her earlobe…

"Wait," Sasuke interrupts. "Let me do it."

"Huh?" Sakura asks. She places the shears back down on the table, to Sasuke's relief. "Why do you want to do it?"

"So I can help you with it next time," he half-lies.

"Well…" Sakura starts. She looks anxiously at Sasuke, and especially at the sleeve that has half an arm. Her anxiety does not settle at that sight.

But Sakura wants to feel his touch. Whether it's her forehead, or her body, or even her hair—she won't mind if she can feel him on her.

"Okay," she agrees. She hands him the cutting tool and positions the mirror for him.

Sasuke makes sure the hair between the blades is horizontal. "I'm sorry if I mess up," he mumbles.

Sakura shrugs. "It's just hair. It'll grow back."

In a surge of outspoken honesty, he says, "You look beautiful regardless of your hair."

Sakura attempts to stifle her girlish giggles. "What are you waiting for?" she asks. "Just do it."

His fingers close. Her hair begins to fall.

updates come regularly on tumblr for each day. I'm lazy at uploading on ff, but rest assured everything will be up by the end of this month. XD