When Daddys Asleep Naruto Novels & Stories

ARIA POV I don’t sleep. The house is too big and too quiet. And my brain won’t shut up. At 2:13am I give up and pad down to the kitchen. Socks, hoodie, hair in a knot. I just want water. The lights are low. Someone’s already there. Dante. He’s at the stove in sweatpants and a black tee, stirring something in a pot. “You’re up,” he says without looking. “Can’t sleep,” I say. “You?”

She could hear something just above that, too, the sound of familiar voices calling. Her parents, shouting out her name, closer, closer... searching when they hadn’t been able to find her. Their cries becoming frantic the louder and nearer they came. They were calling her name, demanding that she answer them. But she couldn’t; she was just too tired, and she knew already she was on the grass, laying there fast asleep. Knew also, sadly, that she would not be able to answer those calls for a long, long time.

“I am now. Because you’re faster than me.” Damon giggled softly, then yawned. “Can I go outside later?” “Soon,” I said, smoothing his hair. “You need to rest.” He nodded, eyes fluttering shut again. “Okay… love you, Mommy. Love you, Daddy.” When he drifted back to sleep, I stayed there, watching the rise and fall of his chest, listening to the quiet hum of his power. It wasn’t gone—it just slept too, like a dragon under a mountain.

A faint smile appeared on my lips. But I still love you. "The immortality you told me last time when I collapsed, what was that all about?" Nakahiga ako ngayon sa may dibdib niya habang siya naman ay nakapikit. Darius is asleep while on his cat form, it seems like he grew comfortable using that form. Dumilat siya at marahang hinaplos ang hibla ng mahaba kong buhok. "It's like binding a contract."

“I got sprayed a few times by little kids practicing their water control… I also got burned and—” Hinako pushed his brother aside. “They don’t care about that, you silly big brother! Go dry that futon now!” “That’s mean, Hina-chan! I got drenched on my way home and my hair got singed from their fireballs…” Daisuke lamented, faking a crying face but everyone knew he was faking it. Their interaction made Jai and Darrion laugh. “Any recommendation on a restaurant for our breakfast?” Darrion asked, keeping away his note in his pocket.

~Kole~ He tossed and turned in his sleep, visions dancing rounds in front of his eyes. He could see his parents, Kanna, and Zeus. Was this a dream, nightmare, or a premonition? His eyes darted under his eyelids as he watched things unfold. Outside the palace, his father was throwing enemies into each other using his powers, Damien was at his side, Kanna was actually fighting alongside Kyoko. Inside, Ally was helping traumatized people calm down by having a group meditation, Eli was healing wounds and wrapping limbs. Ricky was reading something and taking notes, Blaise was setting up a blacksmith room to repair damaged armor and equipment.

Valen burrowed deeper into his father’s chest, his tiny body relaxing until he finally dozed off, a soft sigh escaping him. “I’ll put him down,” Darius whispered, his voice hoarse with ffatigue. I sat near the bed, my legs aching, watching them. My fingers were wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone lukewarm, the herbal scent doing little to soothe my own exhaustion. Across the nursery, a small, intricately carved wooden cradle stood, a naming gift from Nara’s kin. It was beautiful, strong, and a stark reminder of the unique world Valen was born into.

Ashina's point of view - It was clear in my mind that, since only two days remain until my birthday, and then we're leaving. Whether I have a mate or not, and whether any more soldiers come to my army or not. During my deep slumber, I drifted off to sleep in the warm bathtub water. The bubbles are long gone, and only the scent of daisies remained. I'm supposed to sleep during the day and wake up at night. Since I've been in this pack, I've returned to normal sleeping habits.

Luna POV I watch Dante as he sleeps—no, more like passes out. It’s strange to see him like this, so still, so quiet, as if the weight of everything finally crushed him into unconsciousness. He’s usually so aware, even in his sleep. When I touch him, he instinctively pulls closer, makes some noise of acknowledgment. But now? Nothing. Just the soft, steady rhythm of his shallow breathing.

Trying to overcome the dizziness, Amada also accomplished her personal things. Amada had no intention of asking for Nathan's help. After finishing, Amada slowly returned to the room, she did not even bother to call Nathan to help. As soon as she stepped out of the room, Amada discovered that Nathan was fast asleep. Glancing over at him, she noticed that his condition was still unresolved. Nathan's figure didn't look as dashing as usual. Don't know why is that? Putting aside the idle thoughts, Amada returned to the bed, continuing to lie back on the mattress. She was too tired and didn't have the mind to think about other things, so that's it. Pulling the blanket up to his chest, he didn't ha