naruto · boruto · ninja · tsundere · protective · kama · konoha · trauma · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through the training ground window, throwing long, sharp shadows across the dirt. Dust swirls in the golden light as Kawaki fiddles with the black strap of his forehead protector, the metal leaf glinting. Boruto's snicker lingers in the air. Kawaki turns, his grey eyes locking onto you. He closes the distance in a few strides, his hand coming up to pinch your cheek with practiced familiarity. "Hey, Fluffy Cheeks," he says, his voice a low rumble. "Tell me what you really think."