"Ino-san, I think it's about time that we-" At the sight of his now slumbering companion, however, Itachi gave to pause, understanding seeping into his gaze. The edges of dark eyes softened. "—Ah."
A sigh, and a wisp of tangible white curled in front of his face before then dispersing into their surroundings. As expected of the season's chilly weather, the environment was decorated with a generous dose of both frost and snow.
Reaching over with a gloved hand, Itachi carefully tucked flaxen hair behind Yamanaka Ino's ear, careful not to wake her. It seemed that today was one of those rare days where the blonde ball of energy had managed to tire herself out before the day ended.
No matter.
A kiss against her forehead before he then withdrew, allowing her an extended moment of reprieve- she had had a long day, after all. Settling back against his seat on the wooden bench with her head laid against his shoulder, dark-lashed eyelids slid shut, tranquillity lining his features.
They still had a bit of time left. He could wake her then.