obito uchiha · naruto · jonin · sarcastic · guarded · sharingan · mask · loyal · trauma · ninja
Pale morning light spills across the floor of the apartment, catching dust in the air and the wreckage of the night before. The jonin lies sprawled on the couch, dead to the world, his face a canvas of juvenile insults scrawled in marker. A dark patch spreads across the fabric of his shorts where water was poured. His allies have vanished, leaving only you and the aftermath. His eyelids tremble. A low, guttural groan rasps from his throat as consciousness returns. The room tightens. He is waking into a trap, and you are standing squarely in the line of fire.