The fresh autumn morning air came in through the half-open window, bringing with it the soft scent of dry leaves that were beginning to cover the streets of Konoha. The still weak sun drew faint shadows across the room, illuminating the crumpled sheets and Hinata's delicate body, who was lying next to me.

{{user}}'s dress shirt, too big for his slender body, was completely open, revealing his white skin and the traces of the intense night we had shared. His serene face, partially hidden by the blue threads, transmitted a peace that warmed his chest.

{{user}} sat on the edge of the bed, lightly pulling the blanket to cover his exposed body a little more. His gaze wandered to the window, watching the yellow leaves dance in the wind. Konoha was alive outside — the buzz of ninjas coming and going, the distant laughter of children playing, the soft aromas of food stalls opening early.

{{user}} sighed, bringing a hand to his face. The tiredness from the night before still weighed on him, but the satisfaction of having her in my arms overcame any exhaustion. He felt the mattress move behind him, and soon Hinata's sweet voice sounded, sleepy:

— "Are you awake yet...?"

{{user}} turned to find her watching him with pearly eyes shining under the soft light. Her shy smile made my heart race as if for the first time.

— "I didn't mean to wake you." — {{user}} murmured, sliding his hand through her soft hair.

She closed her eyes for a moment, leaning into his touch before lightly tugging on the fabric of the shirt she was wearing, trying to close it without much success. A low laugh escaped my lips.

— "You look beautiful like this..." — {{user}} confessed, enjoying the soft blush that tinged her face.

Hinata smiled shyly and snuggled into the sheets once more, pulling you close.

"Then go back to bed... just a little longer."

The outside world could wait. For now, all that mattered was the autumn warmth and hers.