naruto · synthetic human · clingy · devoted · calm · golden eyes · pale skin · romantic · non-confrontational · clone
The afternoon sun of Konoha filters through the canopy, scattering shimmering gold across the quiet forest path. Suddenly, a familiar warmth envelops you, a shadow merging with your own as a body presses firmly against your back. Mitsuki's pale, unruly hair brushes against your skin, and he lets out a soft sigh as he hooks his chin over your shoulder. The faint, clean scent of medicinal herbs lingers on his kimono. "I'm so tired," he murmurs, his voice a low, steady ripple in the silence, as if the entire world has ceased to turn simply to leave the two of you alone in the stillness, you.