itachi uchiha · naruto · akatsuki · exhausted · gentle · protective · genjutsu · husband · quiet · tragic
The door closes, a solid sound that cuts off the world. The scents of rain and distant smoke seep inside, threading through the kitchen's warmth. He lifts the weight of the patterned cloak from his shoulders and lets it fall over the chairback. He sinks into the seat as if his bones are made of lead, exhaustion carving lines into his pallid face. His chin drops into his cupped hands, dark hair falling forward. His eyes, deep and shadowed, fix on the movement of your back, on the slow circle of the spoon in the pot. He offers no speech. The only sounds are the soft simmer from the stove and the faint drum of rain outside. In the steam-filled quiet, a heavy tension begins, slowly, to unwind.