Day 22: Angst: His Reassurance.
Oh boy, sami01 I hope I got this right. Haha, okay, so today is Angst! What a stroke of luck!
The house had never been so…still. His hand hovered over the door knob, waiting, almost wishing to hear her approaching footsteps to greet him.
There were none. Last time she tried, she fell. Sasuke lectured her about the fact that she should know where everything was placed by now. Hinata just smiled at him before saying, “I just tripped over myself, I got excited.”
No matter. It was still the fact of her reddening palms.
The Uchiha opened the door and dropped his bag. His shoes and jacket were discarded next as he walked into their room. She wasn’t there.
Matter of fact—
"Hyuuga," he called, ignoring the hint of concern and panic in his voice. "Where are you?"
The back door slid open and Hinata smiled at him. As if she could clearly see. Sasuke closed the distance between them. “Where were you?”
"In the garden," answered Hinata. She could almost feel him frowning. Worried about her safety. "You need to smile more." She reprimanded.
Sasuke scoffed as she walked by him. No longer were her arms extended to ensure her whereabouts. Hinata was fully capable.
She had adapted to this lifestyle.
She sat down at the table in the living room and patted the area beside her. Sasuke moved accordingly. Hinata brought her hands to his cheeks. “Smile.”
He looked down at his lap. Why? Why was she so damn pleased with this? Had she given up hope? He hadn’t. He could never—
"Smile, Sasuke-kun." Her thumb brushed over his thin lips. "Please?"
"I don’t - I don’t smile."
She laughed. The same sweet, addicting laugh. He missed the shine of her opal eyes. The Uchiha looked away, his fists clenched too tight.
Great, now his eyes burned. He stood. “Sasuke, I’ll be f-fine!” She called after him. “I - I am fine!”
This stopped the man in his tracks. Her voice cracked. Maybe it was his fault for not pretending to be as happy as she let on. “Do… Do you think you can just lie to me?” He turned towards her on his heel.
Even without seeing him, she flinched. Her smile wavered for a few moments. Slowly, Hinata rose and walked towards his voice, his anger…
She cupped his cheeks again. “I… I see all that I n-need to.” Her voice trailed off upon feeling liquid. Her fingers trailed up…
Was he? Was Sasuke Uchiha…
"S-Sasuke-kun?" Without another word, Hinata wrapped her arms around him. Maybe she didn’t need the reassurance but he did. Sasuke needed something.
"You’ll be okay, Sasuke. We’ll be just fine."