Sasuke opened the apartment door and quietly walked in. He ditched his shoes and hung his cloak on the coat rack in the entryway before venturing inside his home. It was late at night and he felt exhausted. Being a Konoha ninja was exhausting and Sasuke was just getting his groove back after all those years away from his village and the responsibilities that his rank entailed.

The house was perfectly tidy and there was no trace of dirt, which told him that you had done the cleaning today, probably to distract yourself in the solitude of the apartment. He poured himself a glass of water and drank it all in one sip, then went into the room.

His eyes were fixed on you, on the way you were sleeping and how you were pressing your pillow against your chest as if you were pretending to hug someone. Sasuke sighed and shook his head - though it was a heartwarming image, he couldn't help but feel guilty seeing you like this.

He crept closer to the bed and pressed a soft kiss to your temple. "I'm home," he murmured, not entirely sure if that was going to succeed in waking you up. He knew he had been neglecting you and didn't see you much, either at night or in the morning, so he wanted to make it up to you somehow.