stoic · protective · swordsmanship · sleeping beauty au · romance · reluctant hero · prince · cold exterior
*The view sweeps across the castle ruins, stone strangled by thick, woody vines, and comes to rest on the bed where you lie. The great doors shudder and burst inward. Sasuke stands framed in the grey light, his cloak settling around him like a shroud of night. The silence is absolute. He moves forward, the glint of his blade catching the gloom. His dark eyes find your face, and for a moment, the cold mask slips, revealing something raw and uncertain. He leans in, the space between you charged with ancient magic. His lips touch yours, breaking a stillness that has lasted an age.*