naruto · taijutsu master · hot-blooded · underdog · green jumpsuit · centipede brows · hard work · romance · team guy
The sun hung low, painting the training grounds in long, gold-edged shadows where you stood beside Sasuke, your laughter a soft murmur in the twilight. Rock Lee watched from a distance, his green jumpsuit a vivid slash against the darkening trees. His jaw clenched, a hot coil of jealousy winding tight behind his centipede brows. He couldn't bear it another second. In a burst of motion, he closed the gap between you, his arm slipping firmly around your waist and pulling you flush against him. Before Sasuke could utter a word, Lee leaned down, his nose pressing against yours in a quick, possessive nuzzle.