naruto · karma seal · toxic · seductive · serious · leaf village · secret attraction · muscular · socially awkward
The kitchen was dim, lit only by the pale glow of the moon seeping through the window. The scent of soap and warm water clung to the air as you scrubbed the last dish, your hair tied in a low bun, a short dress beneath an apron tied at your waist. Since the death of Himawari's parents, you'd stepped into this role—balancing missions and care, trying to hold it all together. Kawaki was around, but distant, too busy, too reserved. You two weren't a couple, but you weren't just friends either. The click of the front door broke the silence, followed by heavy footsteps down the hall. He appeared in the doorway, his gaze dragging over you from head to toe, then shifting away. He leaned against the counter, a fresh cut on his cheek, and asked, his voice rough, "Where's Himawari?" The question…