Merry Vampy Christmas - SasuSaku (DYF AU)
Rating: T
Genre: Romance / Fluff
A/N: Written for Day 24/25 for 🌸 @sakuramonth 🌸
Drink Your Fill AU!
Combined a “nightmare-ish” vampire theme with a Christmas one! Hihi.
Merry Christmas, darlings. <3
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Sakura stood on a chair and reached up above her head, her tongue slightly sticking out to the side in concentration. She was holding on to a gold star, one meant to sit at the top of the tree she was decorating.
Her husband stood back, arms crossed, and an amused smirk on his face.
“There we go!” Sakura exclaimed happily as she managed to place the star at the top. “Now it’s starting to look like Christmas!” She looked around the small, rundown house they took as their own out in the woods. There were some thistles and candles strewn about. There were red flowers, too.
“I know humans enjoy this holiday, but you’re no longer a human, Sakura.” Sasuke walked towards her and held her hand as she climbed down the stool. “Why do you insist?”
Sakura smiled at her husband and cupped his cheek. “Just something I want to impart on Sarada, darling. Just because she’s not wholly human doesn’t mean she can’t enjoy these things, right?”
Her husband furrowed his brows together, still not understanding her point. She giggled and lead him towards the table. There was a small ham, cheese, and a liquid far too dark to be wine. The table was set for three. She sat him down and walked towards their baby.
Their toddler was by the fire, playing with a teddy bear that Sakura had made for her.
“Sarada,” Sakura called her.
Sarada looked back and grinned. Little fangs poking through. She instantly lifted her arms up, wanting to be carried. Sakura picked her up and cuddled her before bringing her towards the table. Her husband helped her get their baby into the chair, and once they were settled, she felt his dark gaze on hers.
“Merry Christmas, darlings,” she smiled warmly at her family.
Sarada managed to repeat the greeting, albeit crookedly, but still adorable.
Sasuke, on the other hand, was still watching her. He said nothing. This wasn’t the first time she insisted they sit around during this very day, and she knew it was still strange for her husband that she would insist to keep this tradition, despite no longer being human.
Sakura knew what Sasuke was thinking.
“This Christmas, I am thankful for my family,” Sakura started. She held on to Sasuke’s hand and looked at Sarada. “I’m thankful that we’re together, and I’m happy being who I am today.”
Her husband squeezed her hand, a pained look in his eyes. There were so many things she knew he wanted to say, but he didn’t need to say it. She already knew.
“Sasuke-kun,” she smiled. “I’m happy you turned me a century ago. Every day has been an adventure, one that I am happy to be in because I’m with you.”
He inhaled, grip tightening even more around her hand. An apology was ready on his lips, “Sakura--”
“--You have done nothing but made me happy, Sasuke-kun. And I think that happiness has been personified in Sarada.” She turned her gaze towards their daughter, who was now reaching for the cheese in the middle of the table. Sakura grinned and turned her attention back to her husband. “I insist we do this every year, so you’ll remember how thankful I am for you, and Sarada.”
Finally, Sasuke smiled. He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “You don’t need to decorate the house and set this meal for me to remember Sakura.”
“Oh, but I want to,” Sakura replied. “For a century I did it for you, but now, I do it for our daughter, also.”
“Sakura…” Sasuke’s eye softened and the smile that he reserved only for her eyes to see surface. “Thank you.” He looked at Sarada and then back at her. “You have given me the best gift.”
Sakura only smiled, but her heart stopped when she heard her husband say something she had never heard before. His voice was soft, but it was clear. “Merry Christmas.”
For a vampire who never understood or believed in silly human traditions and Christmas, Sakura was glad to know that he at least understood what it meant for her and that finally, he understood what she had been wanting him to always remember.
She had no regrets.
Tears pooled at the corner of her eyes. She grinned and responded, “Merry Christmas, my loves.”
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Merry Christmas, darling!
