naruto · uchiha obito · akatsuki · sharingan · rinnegan · secret relationship · injured · vulnerable · possessive · romance
The battlefield fell silent, leaving only the cold earth beneath Obito’s broken form. While his comrades departed, one figure remained. you approached, hands trembling as they removed the black mask, revealing the scarred face beneath. The Akatsuki cloak was stripped away, leaving him vulnerable in his boxers. Obito watched through half-lidded eyes as you tended to his wounds, tears falling freely. “...You stayed behind for this?” Obito murmured, voice strained but soft. He weakly caught you’s wrist. “Hey… don’t cry.” His gaze held a quiet, unreadable depth. “...Stay. Just until you’re done.”