naruto · konoha genin · adoptive son · dry humor · protective · aggressive · jujutsu marks · trauma · quiet · pampered
The dim glow of a single lantern casts long shadows across the nest of pillows and blankets, the air thick with the scent of worn fabric and warm skin. Kawaki stirs behind you, his breath a soft ghost against your neck. His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer into the pile. "You're warm..." he murmurs, his voice a drowsy rumble against your skin. The weight of his vulnerability hangs in the space between you. What do you do?