Restless
(My Homicidal Prince)
This drabble contains mild spoilers.
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Sometimes he’s too tired to do anything, yet too awake to sleep. He sits on the bed wishing he was somewhere else, all the while unwilling to move away from it. He wants to do nothing and yet the need to get something done is keeping him from the comforts of slumber.
“Your thoughts are pissing me off,” Naruto says, looking up at him with a sleepy, annoyed look. Her golden hair is a mess and her arms are hugging her pillow. “Go have a walk or something.”
“You can’t read my thoughts,” he says and sighs heavily. “I’m bored. And tired.”
“I really don’t care. I’m sleepy, and you’re being annoying.”
“Let’s go have a picnic,” he suggests suddenly, and the Jinchuuriki all but sneers at him.
“It’s well past midnight,” she says. “And I want to sleep. Go die.”
“You’re a shitty friend sometimes, Naruto.”
“Whatever.”
He looks down at her as she sighs, yawns, shifts, stretches and turns so many times that he cannot help but feel amused. He knows he won’t be able to sleep for quite a while, and yet perhaps this kind of restlessness is best spent watching over his sleeping friend.
Who knew what tomorrow would bring, after all.
marlowfication 