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OC Ship Week Day 1
Teen Aya and Madara for the first day of OC Ship Week(@narutoocshipweek) with the prompt ‘Hair’
Under the cut, because it is technically a minor spoiler for my fanfic
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Madara smiled as you nestled your face against his neck. He felt his heart flutter with happiness and tenderness as he heard your giggle while he planted a soft kiss on your head.
His arms wrapped around you as the darkness of the room enveloped both of you, but that didn't even matter to him, not as long as he had you in his arms. The warmth of your body pressed against his lulled him to sleep along with the gentle scent of your silky hair.
Madara scoffed at how ridiculous this whole situation was. The man who lead the grand Uchiha clan, the man who could defeat tailed beasts with just his eyes... was defeated by the warmth and tenderness of your embrace.
"Madara", your soft and sweet voice like honey called out to him from the dimness of his sleep, successfully pulling him away from the reverie you had put him in.
He hummed unwilling to pull away from you, simply not wanting to let go of your warmth. His cold hands warmed with the touch of your back. His heart, which sometimes he felt stopped beating, now beat softly and so wonderfully against his chest, making him feel alive after not being by your side all day.
The soft touch of your hand against his cheek caused him to open his eyes, meeting your gaze that looked at him without any fear. Obsidian met the rich color of your eyes. Madara felt his chest flutter. Unconsciously he leaning his head more towards the warmth of your hand, trying to enjoy your touch as much as he could.
"Madara"
There it went again, his name coming out of your soft lips making his ears feel warm. He leaned in trying to meet your eyes. "Yes?"
"Wake up"
He remained silent for a moment, completely confused about what you meant. "What?"
"Please, wake up", you pleaded as your precious eyes were filled with unshed tears.
"I... I don't understand"
"Madara, please wake up, this can't go on like this"
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"Madara... I'm dead"
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"Please... wake up"
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"Wake up"
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Madara woke up from his dream.
Feeling again like a dead man longing for the warmth of a woman who was also dead.
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fluff and angst? yes please