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Regardless of being an alpha, Gaara isn’t as tall as his siblings, one of the many things his father felt disappointed about.
Gaara doesn't have doubts that the old man would tug down the corners of his mouth if he saw his youngest now, the red-haired alpha feeling nervous with his hands shaking for finally having the courage to ask Naruto if he can court him.
You see, Naruto’s taller and bigger now. One head taller at least and a perfect body and sometimes too loud, the brightest smile on his face. Compared to how Gaara felt like a monster before and to how soft and quiet life has finally molded him, it makes sense that his feelings felt unachievable for so long –since the moment he fell in love with the blond.
Now, this is because of his own perseverance.
“Is this really for me? You're... serious?"
“Yes, Naruto. Only for you… Would you allow me to–?”
“Yes!”
The small cactus, an unconventional courting gift, is simply adorable, and Naruto –unknowingly to Gaara– has been hoping for something like this to happen.
He looks down at beautiful eyes, feeling butterflies in his belly, the gift nested between their hands and Gaara's confession sweetening his scent.
He knows that Gaara will take things slow and make a gentle courtship, but Naruto hopes so. He's eager to be loved and feel cute, like Gaara is making him feel. He wants to go on dates and be pampered with more gifts and food, so screw any stereotypical expectations of what an alpha and omega couple should look like.
With a giggle, he feels shaky hands pulling his face down, a chaste kiss on his lips but enough to make him breathless after.
And after that, after another kiss, everything keeps feeling sweeter.