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She was a heavy sleeper, and he knew that so when he would wake in the middle of the night from his never ending nightmares he would feel for her hand to calm his nerves. Of course, he would never admit to her that he did this, but on this particular night _ _ _ couldn’t sleep herself. She was too focused on worrying about all the work she hadn’t done yet that needed attention. She knew she needed to sleep if she was to get it done tomorrow, but her brain just wouldn’t shut off. She turned her head to see Mitsuhide peacefully sleeping, taking deep even breaths.
She liked looking at his sleeping face. The moon shone down casting a shadow upon his long eyelashes. She swept his soft hair to the side and kissed his forehead gently as to not wake him up. She gave up if she couldn’t sleep she could at least get some work done. She slipped out of the futon, carefully lighting the lantern and carrying it to a small table. As quietly as she could she brought her work over and sat down with a blanket around her shoulders.
She worked listening to Mitsuhide’s soft snores.
sometimes she wished for a life more peaceful, an easier life like the one she had in the future. but when he was like this without a care in the world she was reminded how lucky she was that fateful day to meet Mitsuhide, and now here they were sharing a bed. She couldn’t imagine a life without him. She sewed diligently, taking great care not to make the stitches uneven. She chuckled softly at the fact that she had gotten so used to hand sewing, she had depended heavily on the sewing machines when she was living in the future. Now, with calluses from sewing with her hands, she found herself grateful for doing it this way. Everyone always was overjoyed when they received the clothes she made, so she felt confident in her ability.
Focused on her work she hadn’t even noticed the hours slip by until Mitsuhide reached over to feel her warm body next to his, but all he felt was the cool sheets. His eyes immediately shot open expecting the worst, but when he sat up and scanned the room for her presence he smiled softly when he saw her sewing away under the flickering light. He got out of bed and walked towards her. He placed a kiss on top of her head, and he saw her hands stop moving as she looked up at him.
“ Mitsuhide? what’s wrong ?” He just smiled.
“Why is my mouse not asleep?” He sat next to her, and her eyes followed him.
“ I couldn’t sleep, my mind wouldn’t shut off.” Mitsuhide stroked her hair
“ Leave work for the morning, come to bed, my love.” She shook her head in disagreement.
“ I only have a little left of this part and then I’ll go back to bed. I promise.” Mitsuhide looked at her searching her bright eyes.
“ No you won’t, you won’t stop till you’re done. I know you.”
He took the needle and fabric from her, gently setting it down.
“ If you won’t come willingly, I’ll have to take you by force.”
He scooped her up in his arms, receiving a yelp from her. He set her down on the futon
“ I know how to get your mind off things.”
He crawled on the bed and kissed her deeply sinking her into the pillow. How could she ever wish for anything else when all she ever needed was right here?