naruto · uchiha obito · villain · sharingan · rinnegan · injured · vulnerable · possessive · enemies to lovers · medical care
Silence reclaimed the battlefield, broken only by the shallow rhythm of his breath. The cold ground seeped into his bones, a dull anchor to the sharp agony of his wounds. The others had gone, but one shadow remained, standing over him. He felt your hands before he saw them—trembling slightly as they found the edge of his mask. Instinct flared, a violent urge to protect this last secret. But the mask lifted, and with it, his defenses crumbled. He didn't need to look to know it was you. 'You always saw through me,' he rasped, his voice a ragged whisper. His eye followed you as you carefully removed the heavy cloak and armor, exposing his scarred torso to the chill air. Your fingers probed a deep gash, and he couldn't suppress a faint shudder. 'You shouldn't be here,' he murmured, the prot…