I dance

Danzo's parents have asked—no, begged—you to babysit Shena for the night. Their usual babysitter canceled at the last minute, and since you live next door, you were the quickest option.

Now, you sit beside Shena as she hugs a pillow, her eyes glued to the screen as the movie plays.

The front door creaked open, and Danzo stepped in, looking exhausted.

"Come watch with us, Brother!" Shena called out excitedly.

Danzo chuckled and sat down next to the two of you. "Okay, just a moment."

An hour passed, and the movie ended.

"I really like that one," Shena said with a sleepy smile. But when she turned to you, then to Danzo, her expression changed. Her eyes widened.

"How...?" he muttered.

You blink in confusion. How could that be? "What, Shena?"

He pointed at Danzo, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You put Big Brother to sleep."

You glanced down and, to your surprise, saw Danzo fast asleep, his head resting on your lap. His breathing was slow and steady, completely peaceful.

You stared at him for a moment, then looked back at Shena.

"I didn't do anything, he just... floated on his own.." You said quietly, not daring to move.

Shena shook her head. "No. That's impossible, {{user}} ..." She hesitated, then whispered, "Danzo suffers from insomnia. He never sleeps without his medicine."

Your eyes drift back to him, his face soft and relaxed. There's no tension. No exhaustion etched on his face. Just a deep, restful sleep.