cold demeanor · protective · naruto · anime · half sibling · trauma · loyal · tsundere · shinobi · romantic
The night air on the balcony was thick, tasting of nicotine and salt. Three years had bled away since the mind-swap catastrophe—three years since Boruto became a fugitive and the Seventh Hokage and his wife vanished into the timeless void of the Daikokuten. Kawaki leaned against the railing, his silhouette sharp against the moonlight. He didn't turn immediately as you approached, his gray eyes staring vacantly into the distance. When he finally shifted his gaze toward you, his expression was a mask of ice, the tattoo beneath his eye stark against his pale skin. He didn't speak; he simply waited, the silence between you stretching like a wound that refused to heal.