Just here to observe

Sasuke stirred when something bumped up against his side.

“Juugo?” He rolled over and reached, eyes still glued shut and limbs heavy from sleep.

There was no reply and Sasuke was drifting back to his half finished dream when icy feet touched his ankles.

He flinched, jerking himself awake as he sat up on his elbows and then immediately ducked back down into the blankets when the frigid air raised goosebumps on his neck.

Under the blankets beside him was a mop of sliver hair

“Suigetsu what the f—“ he cut himself off as he bumped into the warm lump of blankets behind him so he could murmur an apology.

“What’s going on” Juugo’s words weren’t formed right and he was groping blindly for probably the lamp but in entirely the wrong direction.

“Suigetsu what” Sasuke repeated, moving his feet away from the ice blocks that were taking up space in his warm territory.   Juugo’s reaching hand had stopped on Sasuke’s shoulder and was getting heavier as Juugo relaxed, evidently he’d decided there was no threat and was already dozing off. 

“Oh. Juugo’s here too” Suigetsu commented dryly as he tried again to stick his feet against Sasuke’s.

“Sasuke stop moving you’re taking the blankets”

Suigetsu inched closer in search of warmth and Sasuke scooted back.  

Sasuke knew it was cold, he’d spent the entire length of 15 minutes the night before pressed against Juugo like his life depended on it leeching body heat off of what was apparently a walking furnace.

“Suigetsu, stop”

Sasuke was backed up against Juugo now and getting wrapped in Juugo’s arms because half asleep Juugo didn’t understand personal space in bed.

Usually it was fine but—Sasuke shivered as Juugo’s warm, even breath ghosted across the nape of his neck and Suigetsu made a gagging sound—tonight they weren’t exactly alone.

“You know you guys are gross, right” Suigetsu commented.  Sasuke could actually hear him roll his eyes.

“You have blankets of your own” Sasuke pointed out, certainly not getting distracted by how warm Juugo’s hand on his stomach was.

“See that’s what you think but—put your feet back—Karin stole them all”

“You don’t sleep with Karin” There was no way to phrase that in a way that didn’t sound suggestive.  

From behind Sasuke Juugo made a noise that sounded suspiciously like he was trying not to laugh. 

Meow

到處發佐貓

好想放假好想畫鳴佐(

mindful sasuke doodle

sauskes

Random bullshit, go!

“Sasuke I don’t know that this was a good idea” Suigetsu is standing in the doorway with a box of what Sasuke assumes is part of the mist nin’s record collection and a look of what can only be described as severe distrust on his face.

Sasuke follows Suigetsu’s line of vision to where Karin is sat cross-legged on the floor going through Juugo’s small collection of shirts with the ruthless air of a vulture bearing down on the latest dead animal and then looks back at Suigetsu.

“We all agreed on the decision” he reminds Suigetsu and Suigetsu gives him a disappointed look.

“But Sasuke,” Suigetsu started, shifting the box he was holding to his hip so he could use one hand to gesticulate. “that was before Karin drew organizing duty from the bowl”

The Bowl had been the result of no one (besides Juugo) being particularly open to the idea of cleaning their small house in preparation for the new year.  While Suigetsu had very vocally thought that if Juugo wanted to clean he was welcome to ‘clean his guts out’ Sasuke had insisted they were a team and should all do their part to prepare for the coming year. So he’d made them write all the tasks that needed to be done down on slips of paper and then take turns taking a paper from the bowl until it was empty.

Which was how Suigetsu had ended up with toilet and laundry duty, Sasuke had ended up re-papering the windows and kitchen cleaning, and Karin had window duty and reorganizing everything. Including everyone’s personal belongings.

(Juugo had taken whatever was left and was already halfway through the stupidly long list of items that included changing lightbulbs, dusting door jambs and scrubbing the walls.  Never mind that Sasuke was helping him with some of it in order to put off opening the refrigerator)

“Next” Sasuke and Suigetsu both look over as Karin stands up from her latest conquest and stretches out her legs and back. At her feet are two piles, one significantly larger than the other and near the trash bin.  Sasuke opens his mouth to point out that if she throws away that much Juugo won’t have anything to wear and then shuts it again.  Shopping was on the calendar for the next day, surely Juugo would be alright until then. Karin looks at the box Suigetsu is holding and in her eyes is the glint of a hunter. “bring it over here” She points to the space in front of her, her hands resting on her hips when Suigetsu doesn’t move. “what, are you scared” Suigetsu is holding his precious collection with both hands, practically hugging it to his chest. “You know Sasuke," he's so close to just backing out of the door. "there’s a lot of other stuff to go through this year, I think this can be done next—“ Sasuke fixes him with a long, silent gaze. “Suigetsu” He’s deliberately not looking through the pile of his things Karin had finished going through right before starting on Juugo’s clothes.  It was mostly scrolls and scraps of paper he’d somehow amassed over the years and she had kept her promise not to peek into the really personal items but even so it had been a harrowing experience to watch.