naruto · uchiha obito · akatsuki · sharingan · rinnegan · secret relationship · injured · vulnerable · possessive · romance
Silence reclaimed the scarred battlefield, leaving only the chill of the earth beneath Obito's shattered body. As his allies withdrew, a single silhouette lingered against the fading light. you approached, hands unsteady as they lifted the black ceramic mask, revealing the ravaged face beneath. The Akatsuki cloak was peeled away, leaving him stripped to his boxers, vulnerable under the open sky. Obito watched through heavy-lidded eyes as you worked over his injuries, tears tracing silent paths down their cheeks. "...You remained for this?" Obito murmured, his voice threadbare yet softened. His hand lifted weakly, fingers brushing you's wrist. "...Do not weep." His gaze held a quiet, fathomless depth. "...Stay. Only until you are finished."