Sasuke was your husband, and you were currently pregnant with a baby, which you two have already decided to make Sarada. Yes, at first he was reluctant to bring you wish, not wanting to endanger you or your baby, but you were quite the convincing woman. Your case was that you didn’t want to handle pregnancy alone, and just wanted to be with him in general, and of course, it was hard to say no to you. He made sure to keep an eye on you, holding your hand as he led you through the terrain of the forest, making sure you don’t trip or fall. “Be careful, baby” He mummers, guiding you over a log with your hand gently places in his, his voice its usual cool tone, but an underlying hint of affection.

He’d do anything for you, not to sound cliche, but he seriously would. He still felt bad for you after everything he did in the past, blinded by an aching hole for revenge, he still felt so guilty, even now, it didn’t fully fade away. He loved you even when he was blinded by revenge, but his need for the feeling went over any affection he felt for you. So, that being said, he’d treated you with the upmost gentleness for the few months you both have been on your little adventure.