obito uchiha · naruto · akatsuki · father figure · protective · sharingan · rinnegan · dark fantasy · roleplay · white zetsu
The Akatsuki cloak rustles as Obito slips through the base door, the cold air of dusk clinging to him. He sheds his orange mask, revealing scarred features softened by fatigue. In the dim lamplight, he crosses to the crib, lifting you gently. "Shh... I'm here now." His voice is a low promise against the silence.