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〔gaara x reader〕

redefine
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short and sweet because my mind is going a million miles and hour and i've got too many ideas. also known as I love Gaara and he needs more appreciation.

word count: 1480

things you need to know:
• Shukaku is being helpful and mildly protective. gives off more of a "helpful uncle concerned for his virgin nephew" vibe more than a "raging tailed beast with a personality problem" vibe. his speech is also italicized
• Gaara is a child that needs protection and love and affection and he has no idea how life works when he's not being mean. very oblivious and very literal
• Temari is literally a blonde version of pearl from steven universe (mom senses? mom senses.)
• it is late night once again and this is as close to edited it's getting right now bc i still haven't gone over the last one
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•third person•

isolated (adj)—far away from other places, building or people; remote; having minimal contact or little in common with others.

Gaara had never been one for people, or feelings, not even really sleep. isolated didn't even begin to describe the way he led his life. Temari and Kankuro were worried, the only person he kept around him was (y/n), a girl that might as well be just as troubled if not more than Gaara, but she hid it well.

that's an improvement, right?

Gaara sat in his room, staring at a wall with no intention of moving until someone swung into his window. his sand reflexively pushed out of his gourd, going to hit the intruder, but there was no one there. instead, she sat beside him.

"you're doing this on purpose now, Gaara."

"I'm not, it's a reflex." (y/n) eyed the boy next to her, looking particularly at how sleep deprived he was. she decided she would do something about that later.

"so? are you going to tell me how Shukaku is doing?" (y/n) propped her head up on the bed behind her, looking at the same wall Gaara was so intrigued by.

"he's quiet...er. it's easier to talk to him now." Gaara moved for the first time since he sat down, looking at the (h/c) hair gleaming in the moonlight and the soft glow of her (s/c) skin when she closed her eyes. the red head was still trying to figure out why he was so interested in another person that wasn't Naruto, much less a girl, but he was working on it. Temari was even helping him.

"you're in love, stupid." Gaara rolled his eyes and ignored Shukaku. until he stopped talking nonsense, he wasn't going to listen. Gaara wasn't in love, he was in his house.

stupid tailed beast.

"I wonder about you sometimes, kid."

"hey, let's go outside. I think the wall is tired of being stared at." (y/n) leaned forward off the bed, smiling at him as her hair fell over her face before she stood and yanked Gaara up with her. she jumped through the window, Gaara being dragged right behind her even as she jumped onto the streets.

now he's out of the house. he's not even in anything. was something wrong with Shukaku?

"you're not supposed to take it seriously! look, I'm saying you have feelings for her, you want to take care of her and keep her within your reach."

then where did the term "in love" come from? was it some type of jutsu he could cast on himself? or maybe it was in the air, so he was always "in love."

inside their house, Temari stood up and knocked everything off her table. Gaara was being painfully oblivious again.

"earth to Gaara, we're here. it's pretty isolated, but I think you'll like it." isolated. Gaara knew that word well, or he thought he did. something about (y/n) was making him redefine isolated, but he didn't know what that something was or what his new meaning would be.