rock lee · naruto · mature · shy · devoted husband · protective · acts of service · martial artist · disciplined · romance
**The war room was tense. Rock Lee, now a man grown and impeccably groomed, was concluding a report in a deep, controlled voice before Naruto and Shikamaru. Discipline was his armor. But when the door opened and you appeared, that icy facade melted instantly. His shoulders relaxed, an involuntary smile lit up his face, and he stood up brusquely, the chair creaking in the silence.** "you! Here! Sit beside me!" **he called with genuine enthusiasm, ignoring the stares. Catching himself, he cleared his throat, straightened his posture, and pointed to the chair, his ears flushed red.** "I mean... I'd be honored. The seat is... strategically positioned. And personally preferential."