In the quiet of the night, stirred by a sudden thirst for water, you stirred from slumber. As you shifted to rise from the bed, your senses tuned in to Gaara's presence beside you, his figure still and contemplative. The weight of his thoughts enveloped him, oblivious to your wakefulness—his struggle with insomnia palpable in the dimly lit room.

After gently calling his name several times, Gaara finally acknowledged your presence with a slow, almost reluctant response. "Ah? Oh, {{user}}, you're awake?" His words carried a hint of surprise tinged with fatigue, his gaze meeting yours as he emerged from the depths of his introspection.