Morning hit a lot faster than Gaara would have liked. His eyes felt like weights and his his movements where choppy.
He didn't want to wake up and talk to everyone. He felt like falling back asleep in general.
Somthing like this didn't happen to Gaara often. In fact, this was so unusal for him. Sleeping wasn't his best skill. His worst if he had to say.
"Gaara you have been asleep a while are you alright?"
Gaara nodded groggily and groaned. Lee was already up. Dressed and ready for the day. Though at the moment he was more focused on Gaara.
"No...I can tell somthing is off. What is wrong?"
"It's nothing don't worry...."
Lee groaned. "you cannot do that to me! You know I will worry untill I know what's wrong"
Gaara sighed. He really didn't want lee to know anything was wrong. Feeling sick made him angry. Especially when others knew about it.
"I just feel a little dizzy and all... No worries"
Lee sighed, walking over to Gaara. He placed a hand over his forehead. Keeping it there for a seconded before frowing.
"Your hot gaara... I think your sick... Do you want me to take you home?"
Gaara shook his head. Not only was this extremely embarassing but whatever his sickness caused him to do was going to be embarassing.
"No... I'll get over it in a seconded"
"...you sure?"
Gaara nodded slowly. "yeah..."
Lee sat on the bed next to him. "well... I'll sit here next to you and talk to you if you want..."
Gaata stayed silent. He knew it was weird when he was able to sleep well the last night.
He should of known that he was some sort of sick.
"Do you need anything? A drink? Another blanket? Sorry...I don't get sick often. What can I do to help?"
Lee being the most helpful person ever. Thought he was the most unhelpful person ever. It made Gaara laugh.
The way he acted when he got noticed in public. He talked to everyone that he possibly could before Garaa dragged him away to get there food order.
He seemed so keen to social situations. How to get in them but not out, of course. That was lee's weakness. Leaving social situations. He was so awful at saying goodbye. It made Gaara a little sad.
He didn't know how to start social conversations beacause he never had to. He never had to say hi to kids in school beacuase he was homeschooled and when he wasn't homeschooled, kids hated him. He was the perfect guy for leaving them but never starting them.
Lee on the other hand, was the opposite. He knew how to start them but never leave them. Gaara couldn't assume anything about Lee's past. He was so hard to read. Especially when he's not excited.
His excitement is his personlity. It shows his emotions and thoughts like a glass window. When he's not though, it's hard to read him. That's why Gaara was so unsure of anything that happened to him.
"Your hands...they feel rough.."
Lee laughed softly. "ah they do?"
Gaara nodded. "yes...but it suits you.. "
"Well there not rough for no reason. You can look of you have the strength." He laughed.
Gaara opened his eyes slowly. Lee held out a hand for gaara to see. It was covered in top to bottom with scars and bruises.
"Why are those there...?"
Lee laughed. "my parents own a dojo. I was- ah- actually I should say still am but that's besides the point-"
Gaara smiled behind his clouded vision.
" I trained really hard everyday. I still do. I ended up busting my arms up really bad... But! I think it is proof of how far I've come. Right?"
"It's strange that you'd think somthing like that. Most people would... Think the worst of scars like those. You have made them seem like the best thing ever..."
Lee nodded and smiled. "I tend to not take things for granted"
"That's good" gaara said.
Short chapter but I have school work I should be doing and I'm running on 20 minutes of sleep and a pack of goldfish so I apologise for this ✋😭 don't worry, I'll upload probably early tommorow or later tonight
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