Naruto looked at his face in the mirror, his face was drained of pigment, eyes strained and heavily blood shot. He hadn't seen Hinata or his children in over a week, it was killing him to not go over there and literally bash the door down.
It was hurting Naruto, all of this felt like hell to him, not seeing his children, worrying constantly about what Hinata may have said.
Has she said something bad about Naruto? Or worse about Sasuke?
What if they hated him? What if they wanted nothing to do with him now? Did he ruin any chance of having a happy relationship with his children so he could chase his own happiness? How could he be so selfish?
"Naruto your up again? This is not helping, thinking the worst situations. Baby please just give it a week more before you go and talk to her?"
Naruto looked up at Sasuke with deeply heavy eyes, he wanted to hope that he was right that he was only over worrying about the whole situation but in reality, he was crumbling inside, his mind at that moment was his worse enemy.
"Sasuke it's been a week, she hasn't come to see me and what if she told the kids some horrible stuff about us?"
Sasuke adjusted his silk night gown whilst keeping constant eye contact with Naruto. He moved forwards slowly. The light bouncing off of Sasuke's silk gown danced around smoothly creating a midnight sky colour.
Naruto was so mesmerized by his boyfriend, he could not mentally comprehend how he always looked like an angel that collapsed straight from the heavens at all occasions especially considering he just got out of bed.
Sasuke's hair was loosely dangling in front of his eyes, his long fingers struggled to move some strands which had broken free and started to bother his vision.
Naruto tensed when Sasuke touched his shoulder to comfort him, he slowly came forward and pressed his warm lips on Naruto's cheek, leaving a trail of butterflies which set Naruto's skin on fire.
"Naruto, look at yourself."
Naruto did exactly that, he saw a man drained of sleep. Purple skin deepening under his eyes, golden hair messily tangled in several knots. How has one week of worry turn him into this? How could Hinata do this to him again?
"Can you honestly tell me that worrying is helping? You are running yourself to the ground."
Naruto was so sleep deprived and swamped with various emotions that the next thing he did he would regret so deeply.
"You would have no idea what I feel Sasuke, you barely see your daughter, I don't know what kind of family you are trying to hold onto..."
"Fuck I'm sorry, I..."
Sasuke quickly removed his hand from Naruto's shoulder. "Naruto, don't treat me like I am your enemy. I am not Hinata, I am not the person who ran you down to the ground. You weren't yourself for how many fucking years? Your family may have seemed normal from the outside but fuck sake you have been crumbling since the words, I do."
Naruto was exhausted and mad, he was taking out his pain on Sasuke when all he did was give a shit about him, something he didn't have with Hinata. How could he be treating Sasuke like this?
"I know I'm sorry Sasuke, I was out of line, forgive me?"
"Hmph".
Sasuke potted whilst crossing his arms in frustration, but his breathing had seemed to simmer down to normal capacity.
"I just wish I could see my kids again Sasuke."
"And you will, in time, if you really want you could go barging in right now, it's your house after all. But wait one more week, I promise it will be okay."
