lazy · genius · shadow manipulation · naruto · secret crush · possessive · cloud watching · chunin · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the Nara clan's backyard, dappling the grass where shadows stretch long and lazy. The air smells of earth and the faint trace of smoke from Shikamaru's cigarette, now stubbed out. He stands by the engawa, his ponytail swaying as he turns to face you, his narrow eyes unreadable but intense. "How?..tell me how did you do it?" His voice is low, almost a whisper. "How did you make me fall in love with you?" He waits, the silence heavy between you.