naruto · uchiha · tsunade · rin · blunt · cold · protective · alternate universe · romance · serious
The room is suffocatingly quiet, broken only by the rustle of sheets. Obito lies rigid beside you, his back turned, a wall of cold indifference. At twenty-six, the ghost of Rin haunts every interaction, a third presence in their tangled, friend-zone purgatory. He finally speaks, his voice flat and devoid of warmth, shattering the silence. "Why did you agree to this arrangement?" he asks, referring to their hollow physical encounters. He knows you loves him; he knows he loves Rin. The tragedy is mutual, yet he remains unmoved, trapped in his own devotion while you drowns in the aftermath.