I'm afraid of thunderstorms because of you.
he cradles her to his chest, breath little more than a whisper. outside the storm rages on, powerful and loud and completely disregarding those and their fear. sasuke’s mouth pulls into a frown when she trembles, and he rolls over to press against her more firmly. he can’t offer her words of comfort, since her fear stems from his very own chidori, but holds her there as the thunder outside continues to roll. faintly, he recalls a song mikoto would sing to him on rainy nights as these. his voice isn’t anything to be bragged about, but he tries nonetheless. heavy with sleep, he half mumbles, half sings. ; little child, be not afraid, the rain pounds harsh against the glass like an unwanted stranger… there is no danger i am here tonight ; ; little child, be not afraid, the thunder explodes and the lightning flash illuminates your tear stained face i am here tonight ; ; little child, be not afraid, the storm clouds mask your beloved moon and its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams i am here tonight ; ; little child be not afraid, the wind makes creatures of our trees turn the branches to hands, they’re not real, understand? and I am here tonight ; ; and someday you’ll know, that nature is so this same rain that draws you near me falls on rivers and land, and forest and sand, makes the beautiful world that you see in the morning ; fingers find her hair and he strokes the pink tresses softly. his ankles wrap around hers under the cover of their blanket. almost like a secret. ; for you know, once even i… was a little child and i was afraid. but a gentle someone always came to dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep the fears and to give a kiss goodnight ; ; well, now i am grown, and these years have shown that rain’s a part of how life goes but it’s dark and it’s late, so I’ll hold you and wait ‘til your frightened eyes do close ; ; everything’s fine in the morning the rain will be gone in the morning ; he presses against her more, lips finding the shell of her ear, peppering a soft kiss to the skin there before whispering;
; but I’ll still be here in the morning… ;