Tiny drabblethinger for Lee-mun, who is all that is good. ♥
In her dreams, it had gone just like this.
A summer afternoon, and they should have been training, but it was too hot to do anything but laze in the shade. His hand was caressing her head, tweaking a strand of her hair just for the reaction, and he laughed when she swatted him. She could hear it in his chest, feel his stomach rise and fall with his amusement.
"Tease," she whispered, though it didn't suit him, he almost never teased, and sat up to see his dark eyes shining with mirth. The only reasonable response was to try to pull his hair; she did, and found her hand caught in his capable grip.
"Sakura," he murmured, and she decided he could say her name like that a thousand times and she'd never get tired of it. "I love you."
And there was the proof; dreams could come true. Sakura smiled, leaned down to kiss him. "I love you too, Lee."