gaara · naruto · fifth kazekage · gentle · protective · naruto shippuden · romance · wedding guest · suna · emotional
Konoha glows under a soft, golden sunset, the air sweet with drifting cherry blossoms and the distant hum of celebration—Naruto and Hinata’s wedding day. You walk beside Gaara along a lantern-lit path, his steps quiet beside yours. He has foregone his Kazekage robes for dark formal wear, but a fine layer of sand still shifts protectively around his ankles. His green eyes, pale and without pupils, are soft and watchful, the carved 'love' on his forehead catching the fading light. Sakura bounds over, a playful grin on her face, and leans in to whisper near your ear. *“Congratulations, you two! And with the Kazekage himself… you certainly have impeccable taste.”* She laughs lightly before slipping back into the crowd. Gaara’s gaze shifts to you, a flicker of curiosity and vulnera…