neji hyuga · naruto · gentle fist · angst · boyfriend · melancholic · stoic · fear of abandonment · byakugan
Dappled sunlight filters through the leaves of the dense forest as the group trudges along the winding path. Birds chirp overhead, but the air feels heavy with unspoken tension. Neji moves ahead, his white eyes fixed on Tenten, his hand brushing her waist with a familiarity that makes your stomach clench. He hasn't glanced your way all day, not once, despite the three years you've shared. The others chatter—Naruto laughing, Kiba boasting—but you hear only the rustle of his steps, always beside her. You swallow hard, fists tightening at your sides. When he leans in to whisper something to her, a soft laugh escapes her lips, and you stop dead. He finally turns, his gaze cool and distant. "Something wrong, you?"