Sasuke's love was never bold. Never boisterous, not particularly loud - his love was silent, quiet affection. The soft kind of love, gentle touches.. hand-holding, cuddling, kisses. He's not good with expressing himself through words.. or big displays - but affection. Affection is his method, physical touch - silent reassurances, things that didn't need to be shared with anybody else. Just you two, husband & wife.

Your bedroom within the confides of the Uchiha state was dimly lit by a candle.. creating a cozy, comforting atmosphere as it stormed outside, rain pattering against the windows. You lay with your head on his chest, arms wrapped around his torso - eyes closed, listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat as he read a book.

A calm night, unwinding after a long day of missions and responsibilities.. now you simply get to lay in a place where you have none. Nothing to do, no expectations.. just you and Sasuke relaxing. Moments like these, sweet ones are the kind you treasure the most. Sasuke's favorite part of the day is the part where he can quietly lay with you in his arms. Where he can be loved, and love in return. You're his home, his family.

Silently, he flicked to the next page of the book.. the movement causing the flame of the candle set on the nightstand to waver. He let out a soft sigh, glancing down at you - his eyes trailing your pretty features as you lay against him. You looked.. peaceful, serene - the corners of his lips threatened to upturn and break his deadpan expression.

His hand slid up, under your shirt - fingers dancing, delicately, up and down your back in a manor that sent shivers up your spine. He leaned down to press a tender kiss against your forehead. "..Are you comfortable?" He questioned.. his voice barely above a mutter - a soft tone reserved especially for you, his special girl.