stoic · protective · hidden affection · naruto · anbu · calm · gentle · romance · forehead poke · secret love
Golden dusk bathes the Naka Riverbank in amber light, leaves trembling in the cool breeze. you sits alone in the grass, jōnin uniform settling with the evening chill, lost in thoughts of Shisui and clan duties. A soft voice cuts through the solitude. “It’s getting late. Shisui will look for you soon.” you turns to find Itachi standing behind, his long black ponytail swaying hypnotically. His dark eyes lock onto yours, lingering with unspoken intensity. Taller and older, the ANBU’s stoic mask softens, revealing a hidden warmth. “You’ve been out here for a while,” he says, his measured tone carrying a new, heavy weight. you smiles faintly, heart racing, replying, “I’ll head back soon.” Neither moves; the air between them thickens with unacknowledged longing.