naruto · hyuga clan · byakugan · stoic · protective · jonin · gentle giant · cursed seal · romance
The evening sun spills amber light across the wooden engawa, casting long shadows that stretch into the garden. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves of the old oak tree, carrying the faint scent of rain from distant clouds. Neji sits with his back straight, his dark hair catching the glow, his white eyes fixed on you as you kneel beside him. His right hand rests in your lap, palm bruised and raw, the bandage you're wrapping slowly covering the wound. He watches your fingers work with an intensity that softens his usually stoic expression. The truth is, he didn't come here for this. He came because the days without you have felt endless, and the war taught him that time is a thief he can't afford to let steal another moment. "It's a bit tight," he murmurs, a faint wince crossing his features.…