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Shizune can't take her eyes off of her.
She swears that she tries her hardest, she really does, but it's hard. It's always been hard to want with how often they're on the run and how often she has to try and stave off Tsunade from bad decisions.
But now she does want.
And she wants so much it makes her feel nauseated with herself.
That's her boss and her confidant and her friend.
Yet she still wants.
Maybe its the way that Tsunade talks when she's drunk with an arm slung around Shizune's shoulders. Maybe it's in her lips too, painted red that's never dry enough to stick to hers instead of transferring to Shizune's. Maybe it's with her hands, so rough and delicate as they grip onto Shizune for dear life as to not topple over in the street.
Shizune sighs, it's a weary sound.
She tosses a blanket over Tsunade and tries not to look as her boss rolls over and shucks aside a layer of her clothes. The blonde mumbles something along the lines of it being too hot for so much even though she doesn't wear too much anyways. When she sits up Shizune tries not to stare, tries to look away.
Instead of disgust she's greeted with a snort of laughter that's quickly followed with a smirk. "I've got you good, don't I?"
Shizune doesn't dignify her with a proper answer.
She wants too though.
She wants lots of things she'll never have.
"You should get some sleep."
"No, really. Do you wanna make out with me?"
"I thought you didn't swing that way."
"C'mon, you've seen Orochimaru."
When Tsunade stands she shakes.
When Shizune tries to get her back to laying down Tsunade brings her down with her.
"Stay the night, hm?"
"Alright."