With You

Holding You

New tiny update!!! It's been a while since I've posted anything for this book.

Prompt 1: “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”

Prompt 2: “I don’t wanna get up– you’re comfy.”

Holding You

When the morning light streams through the slightly opened window and falls over his eyes, Boruto groans. He could’ve slept more, but the sudden reminder that it’s Monday buzzes through his head and he realises that he needs to blink off the sleep.

The warmth of a feminine body wrapped up with him in the sheets makes his lips twitch into a smile involuntarily. Her head rests on his chest and her arms are wrapped around his torso.

“Sarada.” He nudges her forehead with his nose and continues, “Wake up. It’s time.”

“No.” Her reply is sharp and short.

“Eh?” Even in sleep he is stratled.

“I don’t wanna get up– you’re comfy.” she whines, and her eyes are still closed.

He stares at her for a few more seconds, observing her thick lashes, little nose and inky mess of a hair. Her posture is relaxed. A fond grin blooms on his face. Because Sarada has always been a person valuing punctuality so seeing her lazing around was a sight of its own. Well, what can he say? Everyone has their moments. He’s learned that by now.

Soon, he drifts off to sleep as well.

…

“Oh god Boruto! I’m gonna be late today!” A screech echoes throughout the house as Sarada sprints to the bathroom.

“Calm down Sarada! You still have fifteen minutes.” He calls out to her, all the while trying to pull down a t-shirt.

Boruto runs down to see what he can get her to eat and due to the lack of time, he simply grabs bread and flavoured butter. Spreading it over the bread and topping it up with some fruits and filling a glass up with juice, he quickly fixes up an eatable breakfast for her.

In a few minutes she frantically runs down to leave, only to see a little breakfast and her husband awaiting her. Unable to hold her smile back, she saunters over to them and gives a quick peck on his lips and starts to dig in. He sits on the other side of table holding a glass of juice as well.

He smiles guiltily, “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”

A small laugh escapes Sarada and she tells him, “It’s okay Boruto! It happens and anyway, I’m the one to be blamed.”

She finishes up her breakfast and he gets her Hokage cloak and wraps it around her utmost pride.

When he sees her off, she leans into him, giving him a quick hug but not before whispering into his ear. “And I was not at all complaining.”

He laughs even when a small blush stains his face.
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Small moments like these make our lives, right? Hope you liked this!